Sometime is doesn't pay to follow directionsOne day many years ago my mom decided it was time to have our cute little kitten treated for worms. Since the vet was also a good friend of the family, he gave us a free sample of some worm medication that a drug rep had left with him. He also gave my mom specific directions on the proper dosage for our kitten.
It's important to note that since we lived in an extremely rural area, his primary practice was treating large animals like cattle, horses, etc.
Anyway, my mom didn't get around to giving the kitten the medicine until the next day, and by that time she had forgot what the vet told her, so she just read the label and followed the directions.
Everything seemed fine until she noticed a stench coming from the direction of the litter box. Upon closer inspection, she sees that our cute little kitten has shit a greenish stripe out the back of the box and about 3 feet up the wall directly behind it.
She was understandably concerned by this and called the vet and told him the story. He started laughing his ass off when she got to the part about following the directions on the label, and explained to her that worm medicine for cats and cattle is basically the same thing, more or less an atomic laxative, and you just adjust the dosage based on the weight of the animal.
The recommended dosage on the tube was for a calf, not a cat. She had given our cute little kitten about 100 times the recommended dose.
Well, the kitten survived, although her poor little bunghole went from an 'innie' to an 'outie' for a couple of weeks.
She ran away (the kitten, not my mom) the first chance she got. Can't say that I blame her.
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It's important to note that since we lived in an extremely rural area, his primary practice was treating large animals like cattle, horses, etc.
Anyway, my mom didn't get around to giving the kitten the medicine until the next day, and by that time she had forgot what the vet told her, so she just read the label and followed the directions.
Everything seemed fine until she noticed a stench coming from the direction of the litter box. Upon closer inspection, she sees that our cute little kitten has shit a greenish stripe out the back of the box and about 3 feet up the wall directly behind it.
She was understandably concerned by this and called the vet and told him the story. He started laughing his ass off when she got to the part about following the directions on the label, and explained to her that worm medicine for cats and cattle is basically the same thing, more or less an atomic laxative, and you just adjust the dosage based on the weight of the animal.
The recommended dosage on the tube was for a calf, not a cat. She had given our cute little kitten about 100 times the recommended dose.
Well, the kitten survived, although her poor little bunghole went from an 'innie' to an 'outie' for a couple of weeks.
She ran away (the kitten, not my mom) the first chance she got. Can't say that I blame her.