07 Sep Kitty Poppins and Bilbo Doggins I Joint Health
a true story by Kitty Poppins
I had just spent some time engaging in one of my favorite activities—a nice game of ‘bat-the-rat.’ If you don’t know the game, it is a simple and wonderful way to pass the time before your next bowl of delicious pate-food.
So here’s how you play:
First, find as many mouse-shaped toys as you can. Anything with bells, feathers, and those wonderful wires attached so the people can make them dance for you.
Then, gather these toys together on the rug, and then work on your stalking. Bring your body very low as if you were hiding in tall grasses. Move each leg veerrrryyy slowly as you approach. Really tap into your inner predator.
And, when you are about a meter away—LEAP, SPIN, AND FLIP. Really let those rats fly. Practice with claws out and claws in to see the difference a little grip makes on the carpet.
Anyway, as I was saying, I had just finished a rousing round of ‘bat-the-rat’ when my colleague, Sherlock Bones came galumphing into the room.
“Oohh, ruff, did I just miss playing ‘bat-the-cat’?” he asked with a sad, slobbery look.
“Bat-the-RAT, you nincompoop,” I firmly replied. A queen must make sure her subjects know who is the boss.
“Oh yeah, of course, no one would ever bat a cat,” he stammered.
“Why are you here, Bones? No squirrels to drool over?”
“Oh, squirrels!” His tail went crazy, like it was winding him up. Bones started his own version of bat-the-rat. He ran from window to window, stood on his hind legs, twisted in midair to change direction and then forgot the squirrels and started chasing that active tail around in a circle. He sure had a lot of what the people call ‘puppy energy’ left in him, that was for certain.
I was just about to stretch my muscles after my game when Bones seemed to come back to his senses. “Oh, big news, Kitty. Big news. Visitor coming,” he panted with his long tongue hanging down.
“Who is coming here, Bones?” I shuddered at the idea of another slobbery, sniffly version of Bones in my lovely space. An even worse thought hit me next; What if it was another Mini-Kitty entering my Catdom? Just the idea of it made me so upset I had to scratch my claws into the bottom of the draperies until I calmed down.
“It’s my cousin, Bilbo Doggins. I haven’t seen him since I was a new pup with sharp needle teeth. He was an old dog then. So he must be a really old dog now.”
“Boooring,” I sighed, but I was secretly quite relieved. I eased my claws out of the drapes and turned to Bones. “But at least he won’t be able to play any games with us. He’ll probably just find a patch of sun and sleep all day. I saw an old dog like that once, and he took so long getting down to the floor that he didn’t want to get up again for the whole day. His knees creaked and his hips squeaked, and his tail always won in the circle race with his mouth. So no, we won’t have to worry about Bilbo stealing our toys or treats.”
So I turned my attention to smoothing my beautiful coat and left Sherlock on the floor in charge of setting up the alarm when the visitors came. It didn’t take long until his long “Hoooowwwwwwllll!” let everyone in the house know that old Bilbo Doggins had arrived.
He’s an Old Dog?
Sherlock’s howl brought the people to the door, but they had no sooner opened it when a brown and black streak shot through the door. Then, our people laughed as they stepped to the side of the entryway, “Bilbo, easy boy! Gentle greeting, Bilbo!”
This could not be the same Bilbo that Sherlock remembered from his puppy days. This Bilbo bounced around the room; he sniffed in all of the corners; he stood on his back legs and gave our people a proper hello. Above all, this Bilbo had as much ‘puppy energy’ as Sherlock does.
Sherlock and Bilbo took turns bowing to each other (something that would never happen in my Catdom). They sprang at each other and then bounced away. Bilbo found a half-squishy ball that Sherlock had lost behind a chair and pranced out with it in his mouth. Sherlock grabbed hold of the other side of the ball and they took turns giving hard shakes with their heads.
Finally, the visiting people got Bilbo to come over and do his sitting and giving them a paw, and I slunk over to Sherlock. “Sorry, Bones, I guess they got a new mini-puppy. Too bad they didn’t bring your old cousin Bilbo.”
“Ohh, Kitty, this is old cousin Bilbo! He said he remembers me from the last time we were together when I nipped his ear with my sharp teeth.”
“How can he be the same dog?” I wondered. “You said he was already old when you first met him.”
“His people give him these joint treats that help him feel young again. Maybe you can teach an old dog new tricks,” Bones barked, waving his silly tail.
“Too corny, my friend.” And I took the lightest swipe with my claw across his nose.
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