I was reliving a Katrina moment just the other day, and one of our most memorable instances came to mind, so I, of course, have to place it here in my memory bank I.E. "my blog"!
We left our home on August 28th, 2005 with Katrina right behind us...there were 10 of us, and 3 dogs. We left our cat behind with tons of water, and equal tons of food thinking we would be home in three days (as usual). If any of you have ever evacuated for a hurricane, three days is the norm. We also left a ferret in the house to keep the cat company!
Well, without going into too much detail, since most of America knows what happened in the Katrina aftermath, we did manage to get our cat from the house 11 days later! All I could do what thank our Good Lord that he was alive, not very well, but alive! I brought him to the nearest Veterinarians office in New Iberia close to where we were staying. They cleaned him up, and put him on an IV to rehydrate him and get him back to his good old self. He was a bit weak, but made a fantastic recovery.
We continued to live in New Iberia for a time, and Coco became more and more like himself, grouchy, fat, and making sure we still knew that HE owned US!
But as time went on with the cat I came to realize that as I was cleaning out his litter each and every day there was NO poo in there, the vet did tell me that it might take a while before his body went back to normal, since he had been without food and water for such a very long time. Not a problem! I was willing to do what I needed to get him back on his 4 little feet.
After a couple of more weeks in New Iberia, we had to move on to yet another location....our time on the road consisted of 9 moves with 7 kids, a cat, a dog, and a ferret that we rescued along with the cat. Most of this I did by myself, since my hubby was back in New Orleans already working on Katrina damage. So I loaded the car, with kids, our "stuff" and a litter pan for the cat, just in case, and got ready to leave to head to the Northshore (Lacombe, Louisiana) to live in a convent! Yep you read that right, A CONVENT!, with nuns, with 7 kids, a cat, a dog, and a ferret!
As we drove out of the driveway to head to the "convent" my kids asked if we could stop to pick up some drinks and snacks to make the drive, so of course, I told them yes! We made the stop at a local drug store, I left the kids and the animals in the car and ran inside to get some incidentals for the trip. When I walked out of the store, I noticed all of the kids had jumped out of the van and were screaming and dancing around holding their noses....YOU GUESSED IT!....Coco had decided at that point it was time to get rid of 3 weeks of food, and water stored in his little body....the stench was overwhelming! So there I was in the parking lot of the drug store with a bag and a pooper scooper, scooping out the first of many more poops to come! I drew quite a crowd! People asking if they could help! I just thanked them, scooped out the poop, jumped in the smelly van and we drove for miles with the windows down just so that we could breathe!...It was not one of our better trips, but we did manage to make it to the convent and unload before the cat unloaded again!!!!
We left our home on August 28th, 2005 with Katrina right behind us...there were 10 of us, and 3 dogs. We left our cat behind with tons of water, and equal tons of food thinking we would be home in three days (as usual). If any of you have ever evacuated for a hurricane, three days is the norm. We also left a ferret in the house to keep the cat company!
Well, without going into too much detail, since most of America knows what happened in the Katrina aftermath, we did manage to get our cat from the house 11 days later! All I could do what thank our Good Lord that he was alive, not very well, but alive! I brought him to the nearest Veterinarians office in New Iberia close to where we were staying. They cleaned him up, and put him on an IV to rehydrate him and get him back to his good old self. He was a bit weak, but made a fantastic recovery.
We continued to live in New Iberia for a time, and Coco became more and more like himself, grouchy, fat, and making sure we still knew that HE owned US!
But as time went on with the cat I came to realize that as I was cleaning out his litter each and every day there was NO poo in there, the vet did tell me that it might take a while before his body went back to normal, since he had been without food and water for such a very long time. Not a problem! I was willing to do what I needed to get him back on his 4 little feet.
After a couple of more weeks in New Iberia, we had to move on to yet another location....our time on the road consisted of 9 moves with 7 kids, a cat, a dog, and a ferret that we rescued along with the cat. Most of this I did by myself, since my hubby was back in New Orleans already working on Katrina damage. So I loaded the car, with kids, our "stuff" and a litter pan for the cat, just in case, and got ready to leave to head to the Northshore (Lacombe, Louisiana) to live in a convent! Yep you read that right, A CONVENT!, with nuns, with 7 kids, a cat, a dog, and a ferret!
As we drove out of the driveway to head to the "convent" my kids asked if we could stop to pick up some drinks and snacks to make the drive, so of course, I told them yes! We made the stop at a local drug store, I left the kids and the animals in the car and ran inside to get some incidentals for the trip. When I walked out of the store, I noticed all of the kids had jumped out of the van and were screaming and dancing around holding their noses....YOU GUESSED IT!....Coco had decided at that point it was time to get rid of 3 weeks of food, and water stored in his little body....the stench was overwhelming! So there I was in the parking lot of the drug store with a bag and a pooper scooper, scooping out the first of many more poops to come! I drew quite a crowd! People asking if they could help! I just thanked them, scooped out the poop, jumped in the smelly van and we drove for miles with the windows down just so that we could breathe!...It was not one of our better trips, but we did manage to make it to the convent and unload before the cat unloaded again!!!!
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