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Coughing In Cats


Many people think that the primary reason that cats cough is because they are trying to cough up a hairball. However, coughing in cats is usually indicative of something more serious. Things that can cause coughing in cats include asthma, heartworm-associated respiratory disease, fungal infections, and lung parasites such as lungworms.
Feline asthma:Feline asthma is caused by an allergic reaction to airborne allergens. Clinical signs of feline asthma include coughing, wheezing, and labored breathing. Airborne allergens that may cause clinical signs include cigarette smoke, fireplace smoke, and dusty cat litter.
Feline Heartworm Disease and Heartworm-Associated Respiratory Disease (HARD):Cats are susceptible to infection with heartworms. Clinical signs of heartworm disease are similar to those of feline asthma and include coughing, wheezing, and labored breathing. Heartworms are transmitted by mosquitos. The prevalence of heartworm disease is higher in geographical areas with large numbers of mosquitos. Although outdoor cats are at…

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Two cats (Diamond Cut Diamond)
Two Cats One up a tree One under the tree The cat up a tree is he The cat under the tree is she The tree is witch elm, just incidentally. He takes no notice  of she, she takes no notice of he. He stares at the woolly clouds passing, she stares at the tree. There’s been a lot written about cats, by Old Possum, Yeats and Company But not Alfred de Musset or Lord Tennyson or Poe or anybody Wrote about one cat under, and one cat up, a tree. God knows why this should be left for me Except I like cats as cats be Especially one cat up And one cat under A witch elm Tree.
Ewart Milne (1903-1987)


Cats Sleep Anywhere
Cats sleep anywhere, any table, any chair. Top of piano, window-ledge, in the middle, on the edge. Open drawer, empty shoe, anybody’s lap will do. Fitted in a cardboard box, in the cupboard with your frocks. Anywhere! They don’t care! Cats sleep anywhere.
Eleanor Farjeon (1881 – 1965)



The Kitten And The Falling Leaves
That way look, my infant, lo! What a pretty baby-show! See the kitten on the wall, sporting with the leaves that fall. Withered leaves – one – two and three from the lofty elder tree. Though the calm and frosty air, of this morning bright and fair. Eddying round and round they sink, softly, slowly; one might think. From the motions that are made, every little leaf conveyed Sylph or Faery hither tending, to this lower world descending. Each invisible and mute, in his wavering parachute.
But the Kitten, how she starts, crouches, stretches, paws, and darts! First at one, and then its fellow, just as light and just as yellow. There are many now – now one, now they stop and there are none: What intenseness of desire, in her upward eye of fire! With a tiger-leap half-way, now she meets the coming prey. lets it go as fast, and then; Has it in her power again. Now she works with three or four, like an Indian conjuror; quick as he in feats of art, far beyond in joy of heart. Where her antics played in the eye, of a thousand standers-by, clapping hands with shout and stare, what would little Tabby care! For the plaudits of the crowd? Over happy to be proud, over wealthy in the treasure of her exceeding pleasure!
William Wordsworth (1770-1850)



St. Jerome’s Cat
St. Jerome in his study kept a great big cat, it’s always in his pictures, with its feet upon the mat. Did he give it milk to drink, in a little dish? When it came to Friday’s, did he give it fish? If I lost my little cat, I’d be sad without it; I should ask St. Jerome what to do about it.
I should ask St. Jerome, just because of that, for he’s the only saint I know who kept a kitty cat.




Five Little Eyes
In Hans’ old mill his three black cats watch his bins for the thieving rats. Whisker and claw, they crouch in the night, their five eyes smouldering green and bright. Squeaks from the flour sacks, squeaks from where. The cold wind stirs on the empty stair, squeaking and scampering, everywhere.
Then down they pounce, now in, now out, at whisking tail, and sniffing snout. While lean old Hans he snores away, till peep of light at break of day. Then up he climbs to his creaking mill, out come his cats all grey with meal. Jekkel, and Jessup, and one-eyed Jill.
Walter (John) De La Mare (1873-1956)

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