22 October, 2009 at 7:32 pm #32792
I have noticed in the last few dyas that after Lillie has eaten, it’s like she is wretching or something. I don’t know exactly how to explain it but last night it was like she was away to be sick, (thankfully she wasnt) and tonight when she was on my lap she made a couple of strange noises/movements like she was choking or coughing. Has anyone else experienced this? Physically she is fine, goes back to being hyper and very playful after she has washed up.22 October, 2009 at 7:50 pm #501066
yes, they can burp. i’ve even had a few getting the hiccups. sounds like your kitty is working on passing a hairball though. if you’re really concerned about it, rather take her to the vet. one of my kitties also made funny retching/coughing-like noises, just a few here and there, and it turned out that she had pneumonia – but there were other symptoms (fever, lethargic, loss of appetite)to it. so just keep an eye on her22 October, 2009 at 7:58 pm #501067
My sweet, goofy baby cat Ruggles once belched second-hand chives directly in my face — I was sleeping at the time.
I woke up promptly.
Ruggles looked very pleased.22 October, 2009 at 8:00 pm #501068
I thought it may be a hairball too cause there is nothing else wrong with her. She is still eating and doing everything else as ‘normal’. Thanks for your help22 October, 2009 at 8:03 pm #501069
Emma: that made me laugh so much. LOL, sounds like you have a cutie!!22 October, 2009 at 8:04 pm #501070
maybe you could get her some fresh grass to munch on to help with passing the hairball? i buy my babies little plastic tubs with grass seeds in at the petshop, and then grow them their own lush green grass. just make sure you have newspaper nearby for the spitting up of the grass (and hopefully a hairball) . . .22 October, 2009 at 8:06 pm #501071
Sure, and they fart too! Now you can say, “The cat did it!”22 October, 2009 at 8:07 pm #501072
Emma, where did the kitty find chives to begin with? i’m sure you wont let him eat it again any time soon i once fed my kitties raw fish (sardines), which they loved, i will NEVER give it to them again. big mistake.22 October, 2009 at 8:08 pm #501073
I will try that. Does it differ with cats how long/ and how they pass the hairball? I’ve no prior experience with this sort of thing.22 October, 2009 at 8:17 pm #501074
they usually spit it up. not very pleasant to clean, but its part of the joy of owning a moggy. my babies always munch grass to get the hairball out. i’ve heard of cases where the cat couldnt get the hairball out and it caused an obstruction in his intestines, but that’s the exception. spitting up hairballs is a natural thing for them to do, it shouldn’t be a problematic process. there are some foods on the market from royal canin that claim to help reduce hairballs, but i really dont know if they actually work. how do you measure a cats’ hairball output every month?? thats gross . .. sies.22 October, 2009 at 8:43 pm #501075
Thank you Skyron, that’s been very helpful. Hopefully it will pass soon not looking forward to having to clean it up, like you say :p22 October, 2009 at 8:59 pm #501076
Skyron, Ruggles found my chive plant in my guest bedroom, where I had parked all my containers from my garden during the winter, hoping the plants would thrive and last until I could take them outside again. Pennsylvania winters can be a bit harsh.
I thought all the plants were safe. Foolish me.
One dark night, that little fiend Ruggles forced his way in, and promptly devoured the chive plant right down to the bulb.
Ruggles did not hork it up, but his litter box smelled gawdawful for a few days afterward.
What really killed me is that when he belched ther second-hand chives in my face, awakening me from a sound sleep, he actually looked PROUD of himself.
I could swear his furry little brother, Rotley, was saying “Good one, Ruggie!” under his breath, beaming with admiration.22 October, 2009 at 9:38 pm #501077
omw – that is so funny. maybe the whole point of eating the chives was to make you proud emma! shakespeare once caught a huge big rat early in the morning, and he decided to come show me. in bed. there he was, purring loudly, kneading away on my pillow, beaming with pride – look what i found!! only the rat was still alive . . . i was stroking the soft furry bit of shakespeare that was lying in my neck. only it didnt quite feel like shakespeare . . . poor rat was just stunned – i took it outside and set it free again. shakespeare didnt talk to me for the rest of the day. he was very mad at me. i took his rat away. bad mommy! bad!!
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