Dante too.  He's getting his first vet visit this week, so I'll find
out if anything is wrong.  But there is absolutely no poop confusion
in this cat house.  I know exactly who did what when. :P

Theresa
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Make Levees, Not War

In the early seventies, there was a paper in the staid but occasionally
weird New England Journal of Medicine, of which I first became aware by
reading a barrage of letters to the editor.  About a third condemned
the paper and the editors' judgement, a third had scientific questions,
and a third thought it was the funniest thing they had read.

At that point, I looked up the actual paper.  It began with a clinical
report on a human complaining of severe flatulence.  The treating
physicians got quite creative in the diagnosis, developing a technique
of analyzing the mixture of specific gasses in the discharge to
determine where, in the intestines, the digestive problems were
occurring. They applied these methods to a group of patients and
volunteers, and actually improved the understanding of digestion.

The controversy came as a result, not inappropriately, of the very end
of the paper. I shall attempt to quote from old memory.

"Having gained insight into digestion, what of our original patient?
We tried every remedy we could imagine, including charcoal,
simethicone, anticholinergics, kaolin-pectin and even antibiotics.
Sadly, our efforts did not meet with a whiff of success."

Only the most prestigious of medical journals could get away with this,
or with "A Case Study of Extreme Hypernatremia and Dehydration in a
young woman of Mediterranean Origins."  The latter described the
examination of Lot's Wife.

But that's what a good kitten does.  I had a heck of a time convincing Rosie
that her butt was her responsibility when we first got her.

Jo

He's managed to train you then? How is your tongue? ;-Þ

Marble does this thing where I can be sat at computer and he jumps up on to
desk. Distance between top of desk & my nose it Marble bottom height.... He
walks by me and as his rear is level with my nose, he lifts his tail and
emits a cloud of something green and evil....

Cheers, helen s

ALL OF YOU ARE WUSSIES!!!!!!

Hehe not really, but sorry had to say that.  Part of me sympathizes
with you guys on smelling kitty farts and smelly litter boxes, but the
other part is saying, "HA!! YOU AIN'T SMELLED NOTHING YET!"  Hehe

Since i work at a vet clinic, believe me i've have smelled it ALL.
Nothing will wake you up faster than walking into the back kennels and
the entire room smelling due to several dogs that have taken a dump in
thier runs.  And HEAVEN forbid they have walked in it too.

Changing the garbage cans is also a fun game.  It's called, "How long
can you hold your breath and get the old bag out and tied and the new
bag put in and the lid put back on?"

I know if i ever have to change diapers i have been already trained for
surprises.  Sometimes we are unable to retreive a poop sample from a
pet so we request that the owner bring in a sample later on.  I've seen
paper bags, plastic bags, old tupperware containers.  Oh boy THOSE are
surprises.

Mischief will occasinally show me her butt and once she had the
audacity to express her anal glands on my desk while i was at the
computer.  Man that one stunk.......  And she will cut the occasionally
cheese every now and then, but she now knows better than to do it in
front of me.  

ick,

Kristi