You dont…i have question that myself. Especially since I was informed its tricky putting a Bully under anesthesia. Luckily , I dot time still to decide.
Any change in diet?
Maybe he’s got worms?
With my old pooch, a pit, she jumped upward so hard the she hyper extended at her hind knee and hurt her ACL twice. Anti-inflammatories and wrap to support worked pretty well.
Unfortunately or not, she lived a long time (16 years) and the injury came back to haunt her last year or so.
No change in diet. Occasional table scraps off eggs, chicken or hamburg. No more or less than usual. He’s had worms before and I could tell. Yes he’s licking his anus like he did then but close examination of stool doesn’t reveal any worms.
This is gonna be icky, but…
Has he ever had his anal glands expressed?
My first thought.
Nope never had anal glands expressed that I know of. Is this a thing? I’ll have to look it up. In other news one of my ferrets clawed his way outside via AC set up and got hit by a car. I don’t know what was more traumatic for me, having him die or watching my husband cradle his broken little body and bawl. I’m still in shock.
Oh, that sucks. ![]()
Sorry to hear.
The gland thing- It’s not for the faint of heart, but you aren’t faint of heart if I remember correctly.
Short story:
On Sunday morning, right after waking up, my father told me we had a guest in our garden.
A crow. It was eating something in our yard, and had let my dad and my grandma get close to it. It didn’t look afraid, which I thought was interesting as birds will fly away as soon as you take a step too many towards them.
Our cat kept chasing it, and it would fly on a roof for a bit, before coming back down to get food. It’d let us feed it. This is me giving the crow cat food (apparently crows eat cat food).
The crow apparently likes us or something, so here’s it taking a bath
And my father feeding it
We were also able to pet it every once in a while, which felt incredibly weird as I’d never petted a bird.
Unfortunately, things start to go south the next day: the crow is shitting everywhere and messing everything up. Our neighbors, who live on the storey above ours get upset and tell us we need to stop feeding the bird so it goes away.
Plan fails: the crow keeps coming back and won’t go away, and starts to basically cry for food. I am afraid it’ll starve to death as it looks like it might be a newborn who lost its mother. My grandma and I give in and feed it again.
I’m starting to get attached, but another two days go by and the bird becomes very invasive. It shows up on my balcony, out of my door, and just won’t leave. Tries to peck me too.
Unfortunately, it can’t stay with us.
So our neighbors gave us a cats cage and we had to take it to the woods and set it free there
Goodbye crow! ![]()
I hope it’ll be able to find food and survive out there. It was the clumsiest bird I’d ever seen. Unable to take two steps without slipping or tripping some way. Had a blast these three days though.
End of the story.
Crows are actually incredibly intelligent
No doubts there; it was just a very, very clumsy crow
It was showing off it’s intelligence to you. It probably knows that it cannot survive on its own so it learned to trust humans. Maybe it even knew you guys had food by seeing the cat?
Been a rough 3-4 days for “our” cat. I’m putting our in quotes here because, as I think I said in a previous post, this cat hangs around our place all the time but isn’t technically ours. She just chose us.
Either way, the other day she threw up. Then she stopped eating at all. The next day, she was clearly not feeling well: she laid on the ground all the time, unable to take more than a few steps. One thing I noticed at some point, which scared the hell out of me, is she was drooling a lot.
Her face said more than a million words could have that she was not okay.
That very night I slept pretty rough and dreamed about her, and I woke up fearing that my father would tell me she had been found dead in the morning. I was afraid she had been poisoned or something.
So I decided to bring her to a vet, because even though we aren’t her owners, we are still those who take care of her de facto, so if somebody was going to help her, that’d be us.
Turns out she had a pretty bad wound in her mouth, which made her unable to eat and was causing all the drooling. The vet gave her slow-release antibiotics and we are due to take her back to him in a week. She’s now feeling a whole lot better, and is back to eating a little bit.
Also back to sleeping on my dad’s bed <3
you guys are seriously blessed when it comes to animals
Funny thing is, I wasn’t into animals at all up to maybe a couple of years ago.
Lately I did a 180-degree shift on the matter.
@samul That’s really awesome of you and your Dad. Much respect.








