It's precisely the reason we can only have plants of any kind in certain places, oldest cat stripped a small olive bush bare and had to be stopped from "testing" the "leaf" on a bloody cactus. We can only have certain plants within reach of cat, and they have to be bloody strong ones.Greetings, this story is one that I feel necessary too share.
I have a cat named Cheech, after Cheech and Chong, that loves to eat my plants (that's why I named it Cheech).
I figured no big deal (big plants), if it takes some nibbles, gets maybe a buzz and goes too take a nap.
Yesterday evening I was tending to my plants and the cat was roaming around the room as usual so I thought no big deal.
Now these plants are 4 weeks into bloom, and the trichs are popping, and that turned out to be a problem for Cheech.
Anyway, as I was leaving the room and had one more look at my plants, I noticed that the little fuck had eaten a shit load of my leaves from multiple plants.
It was like a gopher got at them.
I really wasn't that flipped because after all what are a few damaged leafs, but that cat definitely regretted it
So, later that night (around 4 hours later) my son comes into my room and says the cat is passed out on the kitchen floor.
I said tough shit (still pissed off)
"Dad, I think the cat is dying"
"It's taking a nap" I says
"No, I really think it is dying"
"Ok, I'll come look at that pos"
So, I go into the kitchen, the cat is sprawled out on the floor, it's tongue hanging out, panting, it tries to get up, wobbles a foot or two and falls over.(Holy shit, that reminds me of my wife last Xmas!!!)
Seriously, that cat was fucked up bad, like it was having a hard time breathing and couldn't walk a straight line.
I'm thinking emergency vet care, but then I'm thinking what if the vet asks (which they would) if it has eaten anything strange, or what else could have happened?
Oh well, I thinks to myself, this cat ain't going to a vet with a bellyful of pot leaves and if it dies, so be it, but it's not bringing me with it, in the sense if the vet tested the cat and proved it died from neglect (acute pot intoxication), I'd be fucked.
So, I go to bed with the little bitch curled up in my arms, expecting to wake up in the morning with a corpse, and lo and behold, Cheech survived
Moral of the story is too keep your cats away from your plants, the pot could kill them.
They don't get near weed plants, she'll eat the lot
