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*Remote* control, not "remove" control!!  Duh!

MaryL

Not to make light of your fear but, I suspect blind cats are a lot like
blind people, we learn to roll with the misses, steps, curbs, cabinet doors
etc!

I swear, this type of thing used to happen all the time with Grant. I
always felt so bad. He would jump to be on me just as I moved my hand
or something. I can't tell you how often that poor cat got thwacked and
I did the same thing as you did with Duffy. I'm glad he is OK.

having grown up with serious eye problems, that ended in total blindness, I
can tell you as an adult, my mom told me the hardest thing for her was not
protecting me too much, your reaction is natural, and his behavior is a
testament to how well you care for him that he isn't frightened at all, Lee

PS... I have broken my nose about five times because I have forgotten that I
was blind and did something in too big a hurry, Lee

Purrs for little Duffy.   I worry about TuTu also.  She insists on jumping
up to the bathroom counter and sometimes on the first try she doesn't make
it (she is too heavy).  She is persistent though and will usually try
again.  She likes to get up there to drink put of the tap even though
she has water bowls all over.

I know when my little poodles lost their eyesight, I felt worse for them
than they felt for themselves.  One of the most touching things about the
furkids is they are so accepting of what life dishes out.

I did become closer to them as I just naturally learned to watch for
whatever help they needed and when.

It really bothered me more (and them) when they would kind of end up in the
middle of the room and not know which way to go, than whey they were around
the sides bumping into things.
Jo

It's a terrible feeling when your cat gets hurt, especially if you
are somehow involved (even if it's not your fault, but you're there).

But I have to tell you, this happens all the time with my sighted
cats. One of them will come dashing through just as I'm doing something
that gets in their way, and blam! Ouch. Eyesight isn't any guarantee
either.

I swear, mine do it so I'll cuddle them and apologize abjectly.

Joyce

Awwww.  Poor Duffy man!  However, I'm sure you were much more upset about it
than he was.  When Bandit lost her sight, the last two years of her life,
when she was near the end, she frequently walked right into objects.  It
never seemed to faze her a bit.  She'd just stop and head in another
direction.  I think cats are much more accepting of the world as it is for
them, they don't rail at fate and wonder, "why me, why me".  Their quiet
courage is one of the think I admire most about them.

Hugs,

CatNipped

This topic reminds me of my wonderful dog Duncan and his encounter with
Flipper the cat.  Duncan was deaf and blind at the end and when we moved to
Florida we lived for awhile with DHs cousin who had two cats.  Flipper was
the dominant cat of the household and he ruled his domain from the doorway of
the kitchen.  He was a big cat.  Despite his loss of sight Duncan was really
good at navigating and his food was in the kitchen.  Usually Flipper was back
in the bedroom with his slaves when it was time for Duncan to eat but this
particular time he was laying in the doorway.

Duncan comes bouncing toward the kitchen - "food", "food","food"
Flipper sees Duncan approach and rises up to his full size, puffs out, and
puts on his best display of I am the meanest cat in the universe, hissing and
twisting etc.
Here comes Duncan, can't hear a thing, can't see a thing, totally oblivious
to the spectacle before him and runs smack into Flipper.
Duncan backs up, sits down, and looks confused, "could have sworn the door
was there...., yes I'm sure it was there, let me try again.
Flipper is continuing the posturing but looks slightly unsure of himself -
I'd better puff up bigger and look meaner.
Duncan takes another try at the door, confidently.  Runs smack into Flipper
again.  This time he has his head down sniffing and his head is just at the
right level to catch Flipper in his ample belly.  He actually pushes Flipper,
who is trying desperately to look mean while keeping his balance.

Flipper never got in Duncan's way again.

But would you if he weren't blind?  (Don't beat yourself up
over it, you didn't mean to hit him.)  My cats are in full
possession of all their senses, and see better than I do.
Nevertheless it's not entirely unknown for one of them to
suddenly attempt a leap onto a piece of furniture just as I
am walking through the same space, so they encounter a
moving foot (or more  often knee).  And how often are your
cats supposedly two rooms away when you go to the kitchen
sink, but you still land on on someone's tail if you take a
step back?  (I'm sure, with a blind cat, you are even more
thoughtful about his needs than those of us with
unhandicapped cats, but some mishaps are unavoidable - we
just have to comfort the "victim" and be sure there's no
injury to anything but feline pride.)

On Sep 6, 9:47 pm, "MaryL" <stanco...@yahoo.comTAKE-OUT-THE-LITTER>
wrote:

Mary,
I am so glad that you added the (NOT injury) to your header.  Duffy
and Holly have such a presence here and are very special cats to me
(and all of us I suspect) that the thought of him being hurt is
frightening.  I know how you feel, though. Poor Sammy got bonked last
night as well. He was on my lap and DH tossed a flash drive to me so I
could print some pictures that he had taken.  Just as I reached out to
grab it Sam lifted his head and moved my arm.  The flash drive hit him
in the head. Of course it isn't large enough to do any damage but it
startled him. I reacted the same as you.

Chin scritches and headbutts for Duffy and Holly and purrs to you,
Julie, Hobbes, Lacey, Sam and Barnabus

Poor baby, I'm glad he wasn't hurt.