So, cat-owning or -owned bitches, I'm leaning strongly toward getting a cat of my own in a month or two. (Probably an adult cat from the pound, as I understand they're hard to place and I like cats as much as kittens.) I was wondering if anyone had experience with the Omega Paw Roll Away Self Cleaning Litter Box. It seems to have good reviews on Amazon, and I like the idea of not having to scoop every day but not having to burn electricity to keep the litter clean. Comments? Criticisms? Stories of the Omega Paw Roll Away Self Cleaning Litter Box that traumatized your cat and not in amusing way that you could post on YouTube?
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Hubby's on so many restricted painkillers we could probably buy a car if we flogged half of them at the high schools. But Demerol gives him screaming hallucinations. Pain where he's in control is bad enough, but pain combined with flaming demons shoving pitchforks into him is an event I prefer to not repeat.
holy shit, Connie.
Whew! Glad we didn't get hallucinations. They gave Demerol to Brendon when he was about 8 and got a washer stuck on his finger. Gave him a shot in the ER and said they would be back in about 20 to get the washer off and that he would likely be asleep or close to it. They got back and he was sitting up chattering like a wind up doll. Then they didn't dare give him anything else. They still got the washer off by winding floss around the finger. Same thing apparently causes him to relax and unwind with caffeine. Weirdo.
I love demerol. Morphine, OTOH, gives me paranoid hallucinations. No demons with pitchforks. More like blue-gloved suits out to get me.
I think it's the injectible Demerol that caused the hallucinations, but I'm not sure. It was a very long time ago, when we didn't have insurance and the ER said we could bring him in for observation but pretty much all they'd do was let it work its way out.
God bless every doctor and nurse we've worked with in the past 15 years, and may all the insurance governing committees come down with boils.
Not sure if it was Demerol or Morphine, but when I had back surgery, I had some pretty damn vivid hallucinations. Like having a conversation with my Aunt who never visited me while in the hospital vivid. Very realistic. It was awesome and spooky at the same time.
I just tore my favorite leather coat. (Not the Spike coat, for those who know me f2f, but the other one.) It's in a fairly noticeable place, and I'm not sure how to repair it. Damn it—I really like that coat.OK, I've been watching too much non-tivo'd tv of late. I couldn't find a link to the one they've been pushing, this bottle of glue for fabric, but I found this liquid leather repair: [link] Would that work for you? No clue how good/bad it is.
I know I was babbling like a crazy person the one time I was given Demerol, but I was on about 5 other drugs at the time too (this was in the ER right before I had my appendix taken out) that it could have been any number of biochemical interactions.
Morphine is awesome. Dilaudid was decent, but not as good as morphine.
The speed with which I build a tolerance to oral painkillers (percocet, mostly) is disconcerting. Total junkie physiology.
Calli, I have friends who use a rolling litter box (I assume the same one) and they love it.
Your cat's level of finicky (combined with your own) will dictate how often you need to scoop. KBD's cat is riDONKulously tolerant of a dirty litter box. Bella would pee on everything I own if I tried to let it go that long.