My husband, out of the goodness of his heart, bought my daughter a darling little black cat. She had been begging for a cat since she was born. It’s been five years, she’s proven her persistance. And it really is a darling little cat. However, one day and a trip to the vet, we discovered our little darling had been kept in the most inhumaine conditions at the petstore in Layton called, Teacher’s Pets. During the time there it had caught two different types of parasites,Cheyletiella- contagious to humans and the other, coccidia, harmful to cat’s intestines. http://vetmedicine.about.com/cs/catdiseasesp/a/catsparasitic.htm
Here’s the catcher- kittens are naturally immune to coccidia parasite, but when placed in excessively stressful situations for a period of time, they will become very suseptible to such a parasite. Teacher’s Pets should not be allowed to handle animals!
In any event we have been giving our Tom cat, Tinkerbell, his medicine, and he is doing much better… so I thought.
Today, during preschool, which I teach in my home, I was rounding up the children for a snack, when my assistant asked me what the cat was doing in the curio? The Curio!! You mean the safe cabinet that my beautiful hand made wedding veil and flowers are kept in? That curio?
You see, when Joe and I got married in 1997, I was excited. I hand made my veil, my bouquets, and spent hours on my head piece. I searched store after store getting the right flowers, in the right colors to make the perfect wedding. And it really was beautiful. My bouquet flowed from my hands down to my knees in pink roses, with purple, blue, and yellow tulips, and accent flowers. Pearls and beads peeked around each rose. My cake was similarly decorated and so forth. So after our wedding, I chose to perseve my veil, head peice, and bouquet in my courio cabinet. It has been safe and sound for all this time… until now.
Yeah, so, I owe my husband an appology! He had been complaining that the living smelled funny. And so I would scrub the carpets, wash the walls, and clean and polish the furniture. Then he complained again, I didn’t take it well… after all I couldn’t smell it!
Well apparently when we repainted our house a few months ago, a peice of glass broke on my curio. I needed to get it fixed, but it wasn’t my top priority. In fact, I forgot about it. And now our darling cat was getting into it, climbing through all my wedding gear and pooping all over inside my cabinet, over my flowing veil and flowers! I was washed chunks of cat poop out of my roses! Ah, the pain!
Thank goodness for my little Porter. At the moment when I was ready to burst into tears, my little two year old son came trotting up to me in the fluffiest,a nd cutest purple princess costume! The kids had dressed him up with them during preschool time. Only he was the princess. LOL. He was so proud of himself! I laughed so hard. Yes, it’s these moments that make you grateful to be a mom!
Needless to say, the cat is still alive, and currently enjoying the outdoors. And now, 4 hours later, my curio is fixed and clean. Funny enough, it smells really good in there! 🙂