Here we are, another Miserable Monday. Dat means it’s time fur one of our educational Service Cat postys. As always, da followin’ will be written in human English so everypawdy includin’ google translate can read it. Our doggy brofur furiend Easy, really is on top of his game. He asked another great question last week dat we’re gonna try to answer this week. As always, ifin ya’ have any questions, or somethin’ specific you’d like us to cover, purrlease leave it in da comments, or send us an email. Ifin you’ve missed any of da posty’s in this series, you can ketch up by clickin’ da linkys below.
Service Cats: What to Look For
Service Cats: Training Foundations
Service Cats: How to Train Kitty to Massage without Claws
Service Cats: Smelling Disease
Service Cats: Do You Need One
Service Cats: Who Bears the Cost
Service Cats: Housing Laws and Exceptions
Service Cats: Accommodations and Common Sense
Now that you’re all caught up, let’s get to today’s topics. So what did Easy ask, right? Well here it is, “What happens to a Service Animal when their disabled handler no longer needs them?”
We need to remind you that our answers are only as it applies in the U.S., if you live in another Country, the laws/rules may be different. So please check your local regulations.






Late to the reading, but this is truly a needed post. Thank you for the honesty and accountability. I’m on Working Cats 5 and 6 now (to date, four females and two males), and only one has served without the protection of the legal standing I lost due to the specificity of the 2011 US ADA update.
I have had exactly 1 cat decide to retire away from me. She was my first personal life saver, waking me daily until a doctor finally realized I was slowly losing life due to a damaged organ. That cat was never trained to perform necessary functions. She just got concerned when I began failing to wake by myself in the morning. When I corrected medically, she happily returned to normal pet life. I remembered her, though, when I began to need assistance to live my daily life.
I now teach my cats a number of helpful behaviors. They have built-in clocks (meant for babysitting newborn kittens) that work well for signaling when I should take certain pills (correct pill, correct time of day, correct doses per day–and refuse if any of those conditions is not met). They “find it” when I drop an object. They “move” out of my walking path, and think to watch me in case they need to move again. They go, come, stay, jump up, jump down, and perform other useful actions on request. These behaviors help keep us all safe and in communication.
Cats often volunteer to assist with other areas of my life. One cat comes to get me if the cell phone rings in another room. The other cat alerts me when the paratransit bus arrives. Both decided, independently, to block me on the stairs when my heart rate goes too high. (THEY taught ME that one–I had no idea my heart was racing above a normal level.)
I do not have to “train” any of these behaviors, as cats don’t seem to extinguish any learned behavior–they always remember what they have learned. (Dogs must be trained daily for 15 minutes, and must be trained to perform in each new place they go. Its just a difference between the two species.)
Lets keep this in mind: with cats, learning is for life–their whole life.
The concerned pet cat had a very different situation from the animals that now get my meds into me properly and clear my lungs (purr motors are good at vibration treatments, much like COPD gurneys). These animals are always focused on the clock and on my breathing/heart rate/temperature/energy level, even when they are napping.
Even if I were able to return to work and make enough for a perpetual care facility, I can’t reasonably expect 2 positive outcomes. (The younger one that seems most likely to transition well just woke and checked on me–my heart is a bit elevated from thinking again about their future. Like it or not, I’m his life’s work.)
This is a level of bonding I have to respect and plan for, for the sakes of those who have devoted their lives to my care. They deserve the best possible outcome for THEM if they outlive me. They don’t deserve to die of starvation in fear and confusion. They deserve the gift of peace.
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That was a really good post for everyone to think about.
Love you all so very much. Hugs and kisses.
Mary
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Fank you awnty Mary.
Luv ya’
Dezi and Raena
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I have three cat men for sons. They will see to it that Katoe or another baby will be alright.
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thiz izza total lee awesum post dezi & raena N it sure makes a purrson think….while we due knot current lee noe any servizz animalz; ewe can bet we will rememburr what waz iz yur post two day …thanx for takin de time & for sharin ~~~~~~~ ♥♥♥
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