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Originally Posted by catsmom21
It's not "cats", only one cat is fed this way, the other cats don't pay any attention, except to spread out more so making it more difficult for me to get back into the bed.
I take the already prepared dish from the kitchen, sit on the side of the bed next to her and "spoon" feed her with a small spatula. She sits up, daintily licks the spatula (takes three or four offerings), then curls back up and goes back to sleep. It's not at all messy.
However, I think the OP would do better with teaching kitty that night time is for sleeping, and waking the human will not get kitty fed. Along with my suggestion to play a lively game then give a final meal, I agree with Greg that the cats should not be feed immediately upon rising. Mine aren't, never have been, with the exception, again, of the one cat with special dietary needs. But the other cats don't expect to be fed when I first get up.
I'm sorry for your loss of your kitty back during the melamine poisoning. That was a terrible terrible time. I was fortunate that none of the canned foods I was feeding were affected but I have friends who lost pets. That was when I began really educating myself about feline nutrition, and pet food ingredients in general.
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It was pretty horrible. We were living in Japan at the time when our cat got sick. Vet said it was some sort of acute poisoning. We literally tore the house apart trying to figure out what he could have eaten. He was an indoor only cat, and our place was a tiny (like maybe 800sq) house. I feel so stupid now but it never occurred to me (or the vet I guess ) that the food was the problem.
Anyway, the vet thought he had eaten something. Maybe some insect poison that was hidden somewhere in the floor boards or something and that if we could get him over the hump - he'd be fine. So - he gave him injections of a medication to increase his appetite, taught me how to give him an iv for fluids and had me syringe feeding him every couple of hours. I can remember sitting on the floor for hours a day, just to get a little tiny bit in him.... He'd get a good meal, some fluids and rally a little bit. But of course, I was making him sicker and sicker with each bite.
During this time, we were in the middle of moving back to he states. I couldn't stand the thought of him dying alone and scared in his kennel on the flight home so we had him put to sleep before we left Japan.
Our second car died about 2 weeks after we got back to the states...