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Pet Tip
Tip 81 – Scooting – dog or cat rubs bum on the floor – anal sac problems in dogs and cats
Although more common in dogs than cats, scooting is the action of a pet that drags its bum on the floor. The cat or dog literally moves using its two front paws while its whole backside gets dragged. It may …
- Owner:
- Gene Ann Kurfess
- City:
- Monaca
- Province, Country:
- PA, United States
- Type/Breed:
- Tabby/Cat
- Date of Birth:
- 11/14/95
- Date of Death
- 07/14/02
- Sex:
- Male
- Height:
- Not Provided
- Weight:
- 14
- Coat Colour:
- Black/Tan Tabby
- Eye Colour:
- Green/Yellow
I had owned Snotface's mother, and when I found out that she was pregnant I was so excited about the idea of expanding my family with the coming kittens. Snotface was the first kitten born, and he got his name from my ex-sister-in-law. She was only 9 years old and we watched the kittens be born together, so when the first kitten came out she said "Eww it's got snot all over it's face." So from then on she called him "Snotface", I tried several times to change his name to Ty but she insisted that his name was "Snotface" so she began calling him "Snotty" for short. I ended up giving his mother and the other 4 kittens back to my friend that I had gotten her from when she got a bigger home and was able to give them all the room they needed to run and play. But Snotty was mine, he was my baby and my pride and joy.
I felt so much pride in him it was as if he was a child that I had carried and given birth to. When he was about 6 months old he got really sick, he quit eating for a few days and he wasn't making it to the litter box before he had to go. I took him to the vet and found out he had a urinary tract infection and had I waited much longer to get him to the vet he would have died. From then on I had to feed him special food and keep him on constant watch for any signs of another infection. Which I didn't have any more problems with because of the food he had to eat. In July of 2002 that string of good luck came to an end, he began to eat less and he was not making it to the litter box and he was walking funny on his hind legs, so I took him to the vet and after the blood test results came back I was told he was having "Renal Failure". His kidneys were shutting down and there wasn't much they could do for him, so I had to make the hardest decision of my life to put him to sleep. I miss him so much it still hurts to think about what I had to decide that July 14, only 4 months from his 7th birthday. But I know that I couldn't let him suffer any longer and he is much happier now.
