Hey, is anypawdy out there? It’s me, RaenaBelle. We sure do wanna fank you all fur your luv and suppurrt. Mommy says it may have been a year since Lexi left her, but it feels like yesfurday. Most of ya’ unnerstand dat feelin’; and we just want you to know, you’re not alone. Anyways, besides the blues, mommy’s also been feelin’ a little out of sorts and extra achy. At furst she just thought it was cuz of the crazy weather and her teeth purroblems. But she’s had a horse and a frog wagin’ war in her throat lately, and coughin’ too. Now I’s not know how a frog much less a horsey can fit in mommy’s throat, but she sure sounds funny when she talks.
Raena, don’t make fun of mommy. That’s not nice.
Come on sissy, you know she sounds funny. You said so yourself.
That’s different. Me was talkin’ to you in purr-ivate. Me wasn’t tellin’ the world.
Oh purrlease, you know we blab everythin’. Anyways, when we went to see mommy’s doctor yesfurday, he wasn’t sure he believed that mommy was sick. He thought she was just havin’ some allergy and sinus issues. So some lady came in and stole some of mommy’s bloods. You know, they didn’t shave her neck or nuffin’. They just stuck somethin’ in her finger and it was all over. Them VETs’ could learn a little somethin’ ’bout blood stealin’. You know, mommy be a redheaded white woman, but when they stuck her, she was a redheaded ghosty. I’s was meowin’ and goin’ crazy pants inside mine’s stroller. Mommy dropped her head ‘tween her knees and Doc came in and asked what all the fuss was ‘bout. He took one look at mommy and ran over and held her in the chair. After a hunnerd few minutes, mommy raised her head, and she was back to bein’ mine’s redheaded white mommy and not mine’s ghosty mommy. ‘Course, I’s had calmed down once Doc came in the room to help mommy, so I’s laid peacefully in the stroller lissenin’ to mommy and Doc talk.
They chatted ‘bout me and how things have changed fur the worse in medicine, and a little ‘bout pawlitics while waitin’ fur those blood test results. Furinally there was a knock on the door and the blood stealin’ thief appeared and handed Doc a piece of paper. He turned and looked at mommy and said, “How are you still walking around?” Seems mommy’s body be fightin’ the infection and sicks like crazy. So he faxed a script fur another antibiotic over to the furmacy and we all said our goodbyes and see ya’ laters. And with that mommy and me headed out to said furmacy to get mommy’s medicine.
Things were goin’ purretty good till we left the furmacy and got to the car. Mommy just missed the step off the curb and down we went. Yep, she was holdin’ on to the stroller, so I’s tumbled over too. Mommy says she was so embarrassed. There she lay on the pavement, with piddle pads flyin’ everywhere. (we keep a few in the bottom of the stroller, just in case) I’s don’t know ‘bout this embarrassin’, but it sure nuff was scary. Mommy recovered like any good kitty would. She looked ‘round and pulled herself up with the help of the car. Yes, of course she pulled me up too. And then we sashayed over to the car door to load up like nuffin’ ever happened.
When we got loaded in the car, mommy started cryin’ and ‘pawlogized fur lettin’ me fall. I’s was fine. I’s was just glad mommy was okay too. She’s a little extra bruised up, but all in all, she’s okay. After all that excitement, we headed straight fur home. Without even thinkin’, mommy popped her furst antibiotic dose in her mouth and swallowed it down. Then she went online to look it up. Seems, Cipro is used to treat serious infections; but it has some purretty scary side effects. So, we sure would purreciate any purrayers you can spare.
‘Member these cute little lettuce plants?
Now, do ya’ll wanna hear somethin’ cool? Mommy had her furst grown by her own hands salad this week. Yep, she was furinally able to harvest enuff leaves to make a salad. She said it was amazin’. But she also thinks she must be doin’ somethin’ wrong, cuz our garden doesn’t look or yield as much as the ones on the AeroGarden site.
Check out those salad leaves fresh from the AeroGarden
Yeah Raena, you’re right. But we did tell mommy that fur her furst time, she did a great job. Her lettuce pods have quite a few little baby sprouts that should eventually turn into more salad leaves. She’s been readin’ up and thinks her next growin’ venture should be Romaine. Most of the reviews talk ‘bout how quickly the Romaine grows.
I’s can’t wait sissy. I’s a really good helper. I’s tried to help mommy pick leaves fur her salad, but she kept shooin’ me away. I’s don’t know why she didn’t want mine’s help, do you?
Me doesn’t know Raena. Ya’ reckon it could have somethin’ to do with the fact that you tried to eat a few?
Who? Me? I’s was just makin’ sure they were ready, and not poison. You know, like a taste tester.
A taste tester? Yeah right. Whatever. Anyways, let’s wrap this up and go play.
Okay sissy. Furst we need to link up with Rascal, Rocco and their pawsum co-hosts fur the weekly Pet Parade. We’ll be ‘round to visit when we can. Ya’ know, we gotta wait on mommy to help us type. And we hope you all have a furtastic weekend.
Till the next time……………………………………….Be Blest!!!
Raena: Navy Blue
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Luvs and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
RaenaBelle and Deztinee
Hey, are ya’ll out there? It’s me, RaenaBelle. I’s sure wish I’s could see ya’ll. Do you wanna see me? What’s that mommy? Oh, okay, we’ll post fotos later so everypawdy will be able to see me. Well, okay then. Let me tell ya’ll ‘bout our crazy week. And furiends…it’s not over yet. While you all be readin’ this very posty, mommy will be chattin’ it up with the DHS nurse ‘bout qualifying to get some help around here. You know mommys doctor would like it ifin mommy quit drivin’. It’s cuz of those passin’ out spells she has. But a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do, mommy says. And till we can find somepawdy who’s willin’ to actually work fur a livin’, then…Well and now mommys gotta prove she still needs help. Anyways, I’s was gonna tell ya’ ‘bout our crazy week so far.
As ya’ know, I’s went with mommy to the doctor on Monday. And it was basically a good trip. Mommys’ back ain’t broke and she’s healin’ up slow and steady. Then came Wednesday and the dreaded dentist ‘pointment. Furst let me just tell ya’, mines harness still fit. And by still fit, I’s mean barely. It did pop open a time or two on Monday, but mommy made it work and said we’d look into getting me a new one. I’s hope she gets me a new Butterfly Cat Jacket. I’d be stylin’ then. Anyways, mommy decided she had the patience to deal with mines trainin’, so I’s got to go with mommy to the dentist.
But let me tell ya’, our house became grand central station ‘bout 10 minutes befur we needed to be walkin’ out the door. Furst the mail lady showed up with a package fur mommy. She had signed up fur some free “fight the wrinkles of old age” samples months ago and they arrived as we were getting all our things together to walk out the door. As soon as mommy laid the envelope down, the doorbell rang. Some neighbor we’ve never met was standin’ at the door askin’ ifin we had any boxes she could have. Somepawdy told her we got a chewy delivery and Christmas prezzies and might pawrt with a box or 2. Guess she don’t mind cat hair, cuz everypawdy knows any box that comes in our house is well luvved. Mommy was able to put the neighbor off and we ran out the door. Okay, maybe we didn’t run, but we were off as fast as mommy can hobble.
In the car, car started, and…OMC mommy furgot the camera. Mommy hobbled quickly back to the house while me meowed loudly after her. Don’t leave me, I’s meowed. Come back mommy, I’s chortled. Finally, mommy reappeared at the door and hobbled herself back to the car and we were off. And hey, we were only 15 minutes late. Mommy got out her old fashioned cell fone and tried to call and let them know we were runnin’ late. Hmmmpht They were closed fur lunch. Mommys ‘pointment was at 1 o’clock, right after lunch. So mommy put the fossil of a cell back in her bag and just drove…purrobably a little too fast. But, we made it and only 5 minutes past our ‘pointment time. Aspen Dental was the name of the place. Must have been all that wind blowin’ us all over the place. Least that’s what mommy says. We caught a tail wind to be exact. We settled into the seating area so mommy could fill out the new patient paperwork. When she turned it in, she reaffirmed there would be no charges fur this appointment.
A few minutes later we were called to the back. Yeah, everypawdy was ohhin’ and ahhin’ over me, but so far, I’s was the purrfect Service Cat. I’s chilled in the stroller keepin’ both eyes on mommy and mines nose in the air. I’s smelled lots of strange things, but no purroblems with mommy. They stuck mommys head in this funny machine that went round and round and took the funniest fotos. Oooooh (shudders) Mommys foto sure looked ugly. Then they moved us to another room and the lady kept stickin’ her fingers and some strange thing in mommys’ mouth. I’s don’t know why mommy didn’t bite that girl. I’s gotta tell ya’, stick your hands in mines mouth like that and watch out. Rrrrrrrroar Well, many more of those ugly fotos later, and we were off to yet another room.
The girl with the fingers left us alone and mommy finally reached into her bag to pull out the camera and take a purretty foto of me. “You’ve got to be kidding me!!!”, mommy exclaimed. The batteries were dead. She’d just charged ‘em the day befur, but they just don’t hold a charge like they used too. It didn’t really matter, cuz another girly came walkin’ in the room befur mommy could even get the camera put away. She started shovin’ her fingers in mommys mouth along with something that made mommy nearly jump outta the chair. Then she started ramblin’ on ‘bout cleanings, infection and periodontal disease. With tears streamin’ down her cheeks, and these weren’t the happy ones fur sure; she told girly that she’d never been told she had periodontal disease befur. To which girly replied, “Well that’s why your teeth are hurting. It’s really your gums.” To which mommy snarked, “No honey, it’s the gaping holes and exposed roots that’s makin’ my teeth hurt.” And girly looked at mommy kinda shocked and said, “Well yeah, that too.” And she purromptly left the room.
I’s chirped and mewed softly fur mommy to feel better and she cooed and told me how purroud of me she was. And then a little short man in a white coat came whooshin’ in and looked at those ugly fotos of mommy. Then he turned ‘round and innerduced himself to mommy. Dr. Luong he said and then he started puttin’ his fingers in mommys’ mouth. I’s gotta tell ya’, I’s so purroud of mommy, she didn’t bite any of those peeps. I’s couldn’t have done it. He poked and pushed mommys teethies and said things to the first girly who couldn’t keep her fingers to herself and took such bad fotos of mommy. Finally, everypawdy kept their hands and fingers to themselves and Dr. Luong talked to mommy. I’s gonna let her tell ya’ what he said.
Thanks baby. In order to get rid of the pain and infection I currently have, 8 teeth need to be removed on the first appointment (cost varies between $152.00 and $256.00 per tooth). Several of those are broken off so much they require surgery because there’s nothing to grab onto to pull. Of those teeth, 4 are the bottom front teeth. Basically, all I would have left on the bottom of my mouth is a crowned wisdom tooth and my canines. (The crowned wisdom tooth was done over 20 years ago, but is still holding well.) Also included at this appointment would be an immediate partial denture, for a total cost of $3598.00. Then there is 1 root canal and 3 additional teeth with smaller holes that need to be filled ASAP to avoid them becoming infected like the others (cost between $193.00 and $220.00 per tooth). These as well as the few remaining teeth have roots that are deeply implanted in the bone and so he refuses to entertain the idea of full dentures at this time. Also at that appointment would be placement of the permanent partial denture at a total cost of $1662.00. And lastly, they insist I need a cleaning that is done one side of the mouth at a time for a total of 3 appointments and a cost of $1535.00. I’ve never had my teeth cleaned, but of course these numbers sound outrageous to me, and I can’t find anywhere online where these numbers are valid for teeth cleaning. Unfortunately, the rest of the numbers do seem par for the course.
Fanky fanks mommy, that was too much fur me to ‘member. And I’s tryin’ to furget anyways. All those fingers in the mouth and all. Hmmmpht Just let ‘em put in ‘em mines mouth and see what happens. MOL Mommy says she nearly passed out when they told her the cost, but I’s didn’t sense it. Mommy says it’s okay, I’s wouldn’t have. Sounds kinda strange to me, but okay. Mommy says anytime you want more money than she makes in a year, she’s gonna pass out. MOL We did start a fundraiser fur mommy. You can see it here. Ifin you can spare anythin’ we fur sure would purreciate it, but unnerstand ifin ya’ don’t. Mommy really hates to ask since it’s not fur us, but she doesn’t know what else to do. There are fees associated with fundraisers that lessen your donation. But we know that some peeps only want to give thru a fundraiser. Fur all others, if you go to paypal and choose send money to friends or family, there are no fees charged and we will receive the entire donation. Our paypal email is: firstname.lastname@example.org ( lexi (dot) dezi (at) yahoo (dot) com ) Fanky fank you.
I’s gonna wrap it up now cuz this is a really long posty and fanky fanks to dead camera batteries ya’ don’t even have cool new dentist office fotos to look at. You’ll have to tune in to Service Cat Monday fur the rest of the story. And we’ve got a great question to answer too. We’re joinin’ the weekly Pet Parade.
Till the next time……………………………………Be Blest!!!
Luvs and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
RaenaBelle and Deztinee
Well Meowllo, it’s time fur another Service Cat Monday. Can me be completely and totally honest with ya’? Yes? Good. We’ve only had the wheelchair workin’ again fur a couple of days. And durin’ those days mommy was hurtin’ purretty bad from head to toe; so she didn’t even put Raena in the chair once. Now me knows we told ya’ that mommy had intentions of trainin’ sis Raena to drive, and that we would chronicle it on Service Cat Monday. But havin’ fell on Thursday and with so much to do this week, mommy hasn’t even thought about trainin’ something new.
We hope you can furgive us. We plan to be back on track next week. Mommy told me that she actually thought about takin’ this week off cuz we had so much goin’ on. But we told her, that we had the bestest furiends in the universe and that you’d all understand.
Fankfully the snow has melted and the sun is shining. Mommy and Raena will be headin’ to mommys’ regular monthly doctors ‘pointment today, so they’ve gotta start getting’ ready shortly. Paws crossed, Raenas’ harness still fits. She has gained a few pounds. MOL
We haven’t decided who’s gonna get to go with mommy to that dental exam on Wednesday, but we’ll let ya’ know. Since Raena’s still in trainin’, she should be the one to go. But, the dentist is in the Wally World town, and me wants to go. What do ya’ll think? Should we toss a coin? Draw straws? How would you decide?
It’s simple sissy. You’ve gone everywhere with mommy fur 7 years, so now it’s mines turn.
Hmmmmpht That doesn’t make any difference. Maybe this should have been our Service Cat Monday posty; How to decide which Service Cat to take to town. What do ya’ll think? We’re gonna wrap it up now so mommy can get ready. We’ll be by to visit as soon as we can.
How would you decide which Service Cat to take?
Which of us do you think should go, and why?
Till the next time…………………………………….Be Blest!!!
Dezi: Vibrant Blue
Raena: Navy Blue
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
Deztinee and RaenaBelle
Well, it’s Service Cat Monday and time fur another infurmational, educational posty. We’ve answered most of da trainin’ questions ya’ll have asked. We’re goin’ to address da last one we received by e-mail today. ‘Bout a week ago mommy was talkin’ with one of our awnties who was askin’ ‘bout Raena and how her trainin’ was comin’ along. She expressed her “glee” in hearin’ ‘bout Raena’s drivin’ abilities. Now some of ya’ are fairly new to our bloggy and don’t have a clue why she would be “gleeful”. After all, our Service Cat posts have been very serious. Sure, me slipped a teensy bit of humor in each posty, but fur da most pawrt they were all serious business. Now, me specifically chose da word “glee” to describe her feelings cuz it means, open delight or purrleasure. She recalled to mommy some of da funny postys ‘bout me’s trainin’ sessions. And she asked mommy ifin she thought Raena would be more or less comical than me.
Of course, mommy can’t really answer dat question, cuz each kitty is different; and even usin’ da same trainin’ methods, each kitty will respawnd differently. Anyways, me got to meowin’ with mommy ‘bout this and ifin we don’t get anymore questions, then we thought it would be good to post a few of mes old trainin’ stories so you’ll know what kind of fun we’re in fur here at casa High. While trainin’ is serious business, there is fun to be had. Mommy says you have to remember to keep kitty innerested, and dat means ya’ can’t always be serious. Anyways, let’s get on with today’s posty. As with all our educational posts da following will be in human English. And ifin you’ve missed any posts in this series, purrlease click on da links at da bottom of this post.
So this week we received an email that asked about Service Animal “Vests” and our ability to perform our tasks from inside a stroller. This reader also asked why, if we’re harness and leashed trained, would we need the stroller? Let’s first talk about the “Vests/Harness”.
The Service Animal Vest can be purchased from many different places, including those agencies that certify/register Service Animals. (While researching for this post we found Service Animal Vests at several places including Walmart, and ranging in price from $8.00 to $150.00.) All of these agencies, including the reputable ones, charge a fee for registration. Sometimes those fees do include a Vest, but most often Vests are available to purchase for an additional charge. But remember, certification/registration is not required by law and is totally voluntary. Another thing to remember is that only dogs trained for a few specific tasks are even recognized by the ADA as Service Animals. Many years ago when all species could be recognized, sis Lexi was certified/registered and had a Vest. Neither the Registration or Vest made her any more of a Service Cat than me without them. And it didn’t stop people from asking what she did and how. The Service Animal Vest is merely an early visual signal to those around that an animal is trained to perform some life saving task for their handler and that you shouldn’t do anything to distract that animal. There are also decals, cards, stickers and other items one can purchase to display as well.
Now, why a stroller instead of us kitties walkin’ alongside mommy on our leashes? First we’ll say that mommy is so grateful that she has us and can have us accompany her wherever she goes. Altho’ mommy thinks some people scream “allergies” and don’t really have them, she respects others’ rights. And as much as mommy loves us, she doesn’t want to eat our fur, or anybody else’s for that matter. No matter how comfortable an animal may be in public, we are going to shed and our furs are going to float about until they land on something. And altho’ we are fairly large kitties, we are still much smaller than most rushing peeps, store buggies, etc.. Inside the stroller we are safe from handsy small peeps, careless phone chatting shoppers, diseases and filth on floors and parking lots that we could spread to mommy or each other and disease carrying insects and other animals. The stroller allows mommy to get her business done without having to worry about our safety. While out in the public, mommy doesn’t need a massage or to be helped out of the shower. She doesn’t need us to answer the phone or bring it to her. The thing mommy needs from us in public is to alert her before a Syncope incident.
Now, we want to make certain everybody understands what Syncope is. Mommy does not have seizures. The definition of Syncope is: A sudden loss of consciousness. Mommy hates for this to happen in public and does everything she can to avoid it. But the possibility always exists, so having us with her makes a world of difference. Being in the stroller allows us to be near mommy, while keeping our furs away from those who might find a kittys presence offensive. The material that makes up the stroller allows us to still see and smell any changes in mommys body chemistry and her to be able to see and hear us alerting her. There’s no big obtrusive scene being played out to draw attention to us. Most people don’t even notice our presence unless we’re standing in line or waiting for someone or something. Most people who truly have need of a Service Animal aren’t trying to draw attention to themselves or the animal. The stroller is very convenient for us, but it also allows us to respect the rights of others.
Well, we do hope this has cleared up any confusion about “Vests” and “Strollers”. We are in no way knocking the Service Animal Vest, but they’re not required by law. And because there’s no uniform code or governing body over these agencies, they don’t always guarantee the animal wearing them is actually a properly trained Service Animal.
Lessen we get anymore questions ‘tween now and next week, our next Service Animal Monday post will be a look back on some of mes comical wheelchair training. We’re getting ready fur Raenas training soon. Mommy’s already started cutting up some foam bumper pads in purr-purration. It is stormin’ here and our comments on WordPress hosted blogs are still goin’ to ya’ll’s spam folders. We would ask dat you purrlease check your spam folders fur us and approve our purrevious comments. There’s a couple blogs dat have done so and our comments are now showin’ up again on their posts. Mommy, Raena and me would like to remind all Americans to purrlease go out and VOTE tomorrow. We know a lot of you voted early, but fur those dat haven’t, tomorrow’s da day. We’re purrayin’ fur our Country, may Freedom continue to reign. God Bless America!!!
Till da next time…………………………………….Be Blest!!!
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses
Deztinee and RaenaBelle
Service Cat Mondays
What Happens When Handler Dies Proper Training Methods Pt. 1 & Pt. 2
Meowllo everypawdy, Isn’t it a wonderful day today? Me’s 7th birthday was yesfurday and da pawrty got started with a bang. We’ll be celebratin’ all month long. We’re gonna keep it short today cuz mommy was already spent from Mondays post ‘bout Shad, and then we just wore her out yesfurday. Me got to go strollin’ several times yesfurday. And each time we would walk through da door, Raena was there patiently waitin’ fur her turn. Well, she wasn’t actually patiently waitin’ cuz we could hear her meowin’ all da way across da ‘pawrtment complex. Let me tell ya’, dat girl has some separation issues.
Dat’s not fair sissy. I’s just wanna be with mommy.
Well Raena, me thinks she’s got it. Anyways, mommy furgot one thing yesfurday and dat was to check da batteries on da cameras. You guessed it, 4 fotos later they both died. Da one in da Canon is just kaput. There ain’t nuffin’ left to charge there, so mommy’s gotta look into a replacement battery at some point. By da time da Nikon was charged, it was dark, so no more strollin’. But dat’s okay, there’ll be purrlenty more oppurr-tunities this month. Me wanted to fank you all fur da birthday wishes and da cards me received. Mommy hasn’t had a chance to make heads or tails of anythin’ yet, but me got e-cards, email cards, and posted cards. They were all pawsum. We have da bestest furiends in da universe.
Sissy, don’t furget to tell them what mommy said.
Fanks fur remindin’ me Raena. Writin’ Shad’s story Monday was very difficult for mommy. And based on her purrevious experiences, she had expected a lot of judgment and animosity from peeps. What we got instead was lots of luv and support. Mommy wanted everypawdy to know how grateful she is and how blest we are to know all of you.
Looks like we’re in fur storms today, so we’ll be ‘round to visit as soon as we can. Gotta go now, there’s a nip nanner callin’ meez name.
Till da next time………………………………………..Be Blest!!!
Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses