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So, I'm animal-sitting this week, and I was petting my mother's cat tonight (she's finally warming up) and I find a bloated tick.
Well, I spent an hour with this cat and I locked in the bathroom together, trying to get her to stand still for about 4 seconds to remove it.
No way, Jose.
It didn't mind if I tried to scratch her nicely under the chin or tried the "hey, let's see if you like to sit in a towel" approach -- she's going to remove my arm before she ever lets me remove this thing. It's up near her neck, on her shoulder.
My mother gets home tomorrow -- other than just leaving it, I've got no idea what to do. Any attempt to get in close is met with about 1 second of love, and then slashing/hissing.
Well, I spent an hour with this cat and I locked in the bathroom together, trying to get her to stand still for about 4 seconds to remove it.
No way, Jose.
It didn't mind if I tried to scratch her nicely under the chin or tried the "hey, let's see if you like to sit in a towel" approach -- she's going to remove my arm before she ever lets me remove this thing. It's up near her neck, on her shoulder.
My mother gets home tomorrow -- other than just leaving it, I've got no idea what to do. Any attempt to get in close is met with about 1 second of love, and then slashing/hissing.