While it was still dark overnight I went into the back room to try and find a suspected pee spot with the UV torch. No dice. How does a black light not find pee?
But it turns out vomit does fluoresce. Normally I cleaned that on the spot but there had been some sneaky (clear) ones I didn’t know about and couldn’t see without the light. So I got in there with a bottle of biological cleaner and a microfibre mitt. Once I’ve found any stray whiskers to save in the front room (I vacuumed the back before she died) I’ll vacuum and repeat the process there.
My poor little girl. I’ve wrapped her urn in the first blanket I ever bought her plus her fanciest one and put her in her favourite bed.
I’m feeling terrible. Massive headache, cramps, miserable inside. I haven’t been out to look for, feed, or pat the black cat since the paper collar attempt because I just haven’t felt up to it.
I figure you’re probably not a “huggy” kind of person (I’m not either) but I would totally give you one of my physically awkward A-frame shouldery hugs right now.
He’s always got water, I went out for bins and made sure the gravity dispenser was refilled. And unfortunately I think he’s a good hunter :(
I’m just trying not to get too attached to him because my goal would have to be making him an inside cat, and even if I could handle the extended strain of quarantine ringworm treatment… He showed me he would not accept that life.
Taking care of him ‘casually’ as an outside cat is quite challenging as well.
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Even just feeding him means him coming and rubbing up on you with the ringworm, which requires a makeshift gown up before and full body antifungal scrub after. And you have to meet him directly with the food whenever he randomly shows up, which could be suddenly any time, because if food is left out other animals get it within a minute. Not kidding. The birds pick it clean in the day and a fox eats it at night.
Dropping the food and going back inside wouldn’t work as he seems more interested in affection and will eagerly run up on you.
Maybe at some point I might be more able to engage but right now I’ve kind of shrunk in on myself and am not really functioning. It also feels like a betrayal of Melbcat. I’m feeling terrible like I’ve dumped him but trying to just give myself a break during this time.
Cleaning, cat TMI
While it was still dark overnight I went into the back room to try and find a suspected pee spot with the UV torch. No dice. How does a black light not find pee?
But it turns out vomit does fluoresce. Normally I cleaned that on the spot but there had been some sneaky (clear) ones I didn’t know about and couldn’t see without the light. So I got in there with a bottle of biological cleaner and a microfibre mitt. Once I’ve found any stray whiskers to save in the front room (I vacuumed the back before she died) I’ll vacuum and repeat the process there.
My poor little girl. I’ve wrapped her urn in the first blanket I ever bought her plus her fanciest one and put her in her favourite bed.
I’m feeling terrible. Massive headache, cramps, miserable inside. I haven’t been out to look for, feed, or pat the black cat since the paper collar attempt because I just haven’t felt up to it.
so many hugs
It doesn’t feel real. I want my baby
I figure you’re probably not a “huggy” kind of person (I’m not either) but I would totally give you one of my physically awkward A-frame shouldery hugs right now.
You’re right, I’m not really the huggy type. But I appreciate this
so many hugs 🫂
and don’t forget black cat , even just leaving a little food and water out would be good
and would make you feel better too
He’s always got water, I went out for bins and made sure the gravity dispenser was refilled. And unfortunately I think he’s a good hunter :(
I’m just trying not to get too attached to him because my goal would have to be making him an inside cat, and even if I could handle the extended strain of quarantine ringworm treatment… He showed me he would not accept that life.
Taking care of him ‘casually’ as an outside cat is quite challenging as well.
spoiler
Even just feeding him means him coming and rubbing up on you with the ringworm, which requires a makeshift gown up before and full body antifungal scrub after. And you have to meet him directly with the food whenever he randomly shows up, which could be suddenly any time, because if food is left out other animals get it within a minute. Not kidding. The birds pick it clean in the day and a fox eats it at night.
Dropping the food and going back inside wouldn’t work as he seems more interested in affection and will eagerly run up on you.
Maybe at some point I might be more able to engage but right now I’ve kind of shrunk in on myself and am not really functioning. It also feels like a betrayal of Melbcat. I’m feeling terrible like I’ve dumped him but trying to just give myself a break during this time.