Service Cats: Accommodations and Common Sense

Dezi in a purple haze

Meowllo everypawdy and welcome to another Miserable Monday. No it’s not really miserable, but it is gonna be busy. We’re gonna bring you another installment of our Service Cats posts today. As with all our educational postys da following will be written in human English. While you’re readin’ our posty and goin’ ‘bout your day, me will be havin’ a mommy and Dezi day out. It’s time fur mommy’s monthly doctors ‘pointment and since we have a/c in da car again, mommy’s takin’ me fur da day. WooHoo   Ifin you’ve missed any of da posts in this series you can ketch up by clickin’ da links 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 

 Raena reaching out from the perch to alert mommy

Okay, Now that you’re all caught up, let’s get to today’s topic. As we discussed last week, certification isn’t required or regulated for Service Animals. Because of this, a lot of people claim their pet is a Service Animal so they can get around certain laws and rules. Unfortunately you may even know some one like that. Yes, there are some bloggers and others in social media right now that make such claims so that their animal can fly in the cabin with them for free. Others do it to avoid paying pet deposits and/or fees in housing, or to force a landlord to accept a breed or size of animal that they wouldn’t normally accept.

Our pawsum doggy brofur furiend Easy the Weimereiner asked last week, If a landlord doesn’t allow pets, would they have to allow a Service Animal in their property? Unfortunately Easy, YES. That’s right, the answer to that question is yes. Even if a landlord doesn’t want animals in their home or apartments, they have to make an exception for Service Animals. Now remember, they cannot ask for proof that said animal is in fact a Service Animal, they have to take your word for it. And because of the confusion about the definitions of Service Animal, Therapy Animal and Companion/Emotional Support Animals, they are often taken advantage of.

 Dezi laying in mommy's lap

 Just sitting in mommy’s lap with her petting me has a calming effect.

But this requires no training. This is what most Companion/Emotional

Support Animals do for their owners and is not classified as a Service Animal.

Now some of you really got riled last week when we posted that Companion/Emotional Support Animals are not considered Service Animals. For those who have emotional issues such as panic attacks, post traumatic syndrome and other emotional disabilities, know just how important their Companion/Emotional Support Animal is. We are all aware of the old saying, you can be alone/lonely even when you’re surrounded by people. These emotional issues can be very real, and may manifest physical trauma. None the less, Companion/Emotional Support Animals are not trained to perform an actual task. Instead, their very presence has a calming effect. But remember, a Service Animal is specifically trained to perform a task or tasks that enables their disabled handler to function daily.

 Raena's sleepy lap selfie

More than the specific task training, Service Animals are also trained and expected to be calm and almost invisible in any situation, or setting they may be put in. You won’t find a Service Animal barking, growling, hissing or acting out in public. This is not the animal that jumps on, greets, or approaches others or other animals. Regardless of the situation or their surrroundings, a Service Animal will enter a room or setting quietly and stay quietly by their handler. They are not the animal causing a scene or piddling on the floor, etc.   

We asked if you thought requiring certification would help. A lot of you said yes, absolutely. And we learned that at least Canada does require certification, and the program is run by the government. If you don’t live in the U.S., you need to check with your local laws about Service Animals. For obvious reasons, we aren’t familiar with those laws or rules outside of the U.S.. Our posts are based on laws and rules of the U.S. since that’s where we live. Altho’ we agree 100% that certification would help, it’s not as easy as it sounds. Who would run the program? What would it cost and who will pay for it? As we’ve said many times, those who need Service Animals are more often than not, living on a fixed income. What tasks should be tested for, and where would those tests be held? Indeed the laws need to be changed, but we do understand it would be a huge undertaking, and would be very costly.

 Dezi bright eyed looking out of stroller

The current rules were made because the ADA (Americans with Disabilities) realized too many people were taking advantage of the lax laws regarding Service Animals, and the general publics’ ignorance regarding Service Animals. Not everybody finds comfort in the traditional idea of a pet. What about reptiles, farm animals, and other species? We have nothing against reptiles, rodents, etc., but we’ll be honest and tell you that we don’t want to sit next to the person claiming their 8 foot anaconda is a Service Animal. Nor would we want to eat in a restaurant where a pig or horse (miniature or otherwise) is swishing their tails and relieving themselves on the floor. This brings us to our point for today: Common Sense. We think the disabled person should exercise some common sense when taking their Service Animal in public. It also takes us back to mommy and Raena’s day out Friday.

 Raena looks out of the stroller

After leaving the VETs office Friday, they headed to Walmart to get some treats for Raena and me. As soon as they entered the store, a woman came over and commented and asked about Raena who was laying quietly in the stroller. Mommy explained that She was a Service Cat in training, and that she alerts before mommy passes out. The woman thought that was amazing and wonderful. She then went on to ask why Raena was confined to the stroller and not out walking on the leash that was attached to her harness. She remarked that earlier she had run across a  “Service Chihuahua” in the store that tried to bite her as she walked passed. Well now, we’ve finally gotten to the common sense part. We are so grateful for our stroller, but before we had one, mommy used a soft sided carrier when taking us out in public.

You see, a lot of people are allergic to cats. And most people, including mommy doesn’t really want to eat cat hair. But mommy really does need at least one of us when she’s out of the house. So, how does mommy get the benefit of our training while not offending or causing problems for the rest of the store, restaurant, etc.? Our stroller. Yep, we are fully enclosed so that any shedding fur or dander won’t float thru the air, or get on everything around; but we are still able to see and smell everything including mommy. And we have sufficient room to stand, sit, or lay in order to alert mommy. Altho’ this particular lady was not allergic to cats, she proclaimed her appreciation for mommys’ attempt at being considerate of others.

 Raena harness profile pose

As mommy and Raena continued on in the store, they encountered lots of children who were accompanying their parents for back to school shopping. With each encounter, Raena performed perfectly and showed people how a true Service Animal reacts to all that excitement…She did nothing but lay quietly in the stroller. One very uneducated woman asked, “Have you ever encountered a Service Dog that wanted to bark at or eat your Service Cat?” (she must have been thinking about that “Service Chihuahua”) Yeah, mommy’s blood was boiling, thinking about all those unruly dogs at BlogPaws in Nashville. But, she remained calm and took the opportunity to educate this person and all those who were now listening in. Mommy calmly replied. “A true Service dog would never do such a thing. Service Animals are trained to Not React, just as Raena was doing that very moment. Altho’ the stroller had become surrounded by screaming pointing children, Raena remained quiet and non reactive. As a matter of fact, before they left the store, a manager came up and told mommy how much he appreciated Raenas’ behavior and mommys’ consideration of everybody else in the store. Which of course made mommy really happy. The atmosphere is changing.

Now we told you all of that, to tell you that we think disabled handlers should try to be considerate of others. Had that always been the case, Service Cats might still be accepted by the ADA. Unfortunately, people in general are selfish, and everybody thinks everybody else owes them something. Yes, as a disabled person, mommy wants a parking space close to the door, and yes, she needs a few special accommodations when she’s out in public. But, she’s not the whole public, and her needs aren’t any more important than everybody else’s. Just a few considerations, and we are welcome right alongside mommy anywhere she goes. No one has the right to force their lifestyle on another.

 RaenaBelle in harness

Mommy has never asked a landlord who doesn’t want pets on their property to rent to her. It’s called respect for others. There are plenty of places that do allow animals, that mommy can rent from. We realize that might not be the case everywhere, but we still think you should exhaust all other avenues before forcing someone to do something they don’t want to. If you are going to be with others in public that could assist you in the same or similar manner as your Service Animal, think about letting the animal have a few hours off. Especially if your Service Animal of choice isn’t the accepted norm (ie: dog or cat). Once every few years or so, someone will show up and offer to take mommy out fur a meal or something. While they obviously can’t alert before she passes out, they can assist her and stay with her if it does happen. So mommy almost always leaves us at home on those occasions. Again, it’s all about Common Sense and Respect for yourself and others.

 Dezi in harness

Well me’s gonna wrap it up fur now. We think we’ve given ya’ a lot to mull over. Remember, if you have any questions, or specifics you would like us to cover, please leave your thoughts in the comments, or feel free to email us. Like me said earlier, we’s goin’ to mommy’s doctor today, so we’ll be by to visit with you as soon as we can.

 

 

Is there a particular animal you can’t see as a Service Animal?

How many “tasks” do you think should be required to make an animal a Service Animal?

 

Till da next time……………………………………….Be Blest!!!

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Deztinee and RaenaBelle             

Blest Sunday Strolls

Dezi looks at the camera from the Liberty cat tree

Meowllo and welcome to a pawsumly Blest Sunday. It’s been a long hot week, but a lot has happened. It ain’t all good, but you know us, we always try to make d bestest of any situation. Guess me should start with Raena. You know Raena be “in training” right now and pawrt of dat trainin’ is to get used to different peeps and situations. To get us used to those kinds of things, mommy takes us out and ‘bout our little town. Da folks here know to ask befur touchin’ us, and always wanna make over us. So it gives us experience with noisy strangers peekin’ at us, pointin’ at us, and furinally pettin’ us.

 Raena looks at the camera from inside the stroller

Well mommy had kinda let down on takin’ Raena out early on cuz of da heat. With no a/c or workin’ windows in da car, it meant dat Raena got overheated really fast, like what happened after her last VET ‘pointment; not to mention what da heat does to mommy. And quite frankly, mommy was really scared we were gonna lose Raena after dat last VET ‘pointment. Anyways, you all know mommy’s been tryin’ to find somepawdy to help ‘round da house, right?. Well when a somepawdy came by fur an innerview and Raena got scared and started to run, mommy knew, heat or know heat, a/c or no a/c, Raena was gonna have to go out into da public. So mostly late in da day, Raena and mommy have been takin’ trips to town. Raena’s furinally big enuff to sit in da stroller, so she’s been getting’ to go fur strolls. And guess what? She’s luvvin’ it. Sure ‘nuff, she can’t get enuff of da stroller. Fanks again awnty Jennifer and grand awnty Peggy. Mommy can’t take her too far in it, cuz we don’t have a harness small enuff fur her yet, so we can’t secure her in; but short strolls and trips are okay. Mommy just watches her like a hawk. And mommy even gets a little treat outta their trips. She’s been havin’ a sweet tooth lately, and most of da places they go have a take one free candy dish. MOL

 Raena looks out of the stroller

Anyways, God’s always lookin’ out fur us, and sent angels to help us with dat a/c purroblem. So mommy trekked over drove to da garage to see ‘bout getting’ us some cool air. Da mechanic decided to double check his furst opinion and fank catness he did, cuz it wasn’t what he furst thought. Altho’ it appeared much worse. Da cost of da pawrt was gonna be waaaaaaay to high. Like in da $600.00 – $700.00 range. And dat was just fur da pawrt. They hadn’t even started talkin’ labor. Mommy felt so defeated and sad when she left da garage dat day. But hey, this is da catputer age. It’s harder fur peeps to take advantage of ya’ ifin ya’ just do a little research. So after dryin’ her tears and coolin’ off a bit, mommy got on da catputer and found dat altho’ dat pawrt was ‘spensive, it wasn’t no $600.00 – $700.00. So we have a ‘pointment on Wednesday to get us some cool air, and a much cheaper pawrt waitin’ to be installed in da car. WooHoo!!!  Fank you God and purrlease bless those angels.

 Raena looks outside the front door from the Liberty cat tree

And ya’ know what else? Dat somepawdy who came by fur an innerview to help ‘round da house? Well, mommy was able to hire her. She passed da OSBI background check and da state approved her application. When mommy called her, she said she’d been waitin’ on our call and she starts this week. We sure do hope it works out. We’ll keep ya’ posted on dat one. She’s young and has kids and a husband. She’s just lookin’ to get outta da house fur a few hours, so this job is purrfect fur her ifin she doesn’t mind workin’. Dat’s somethin’ we’ll find out soon enuff.

 Dezi looks outside the front door from the Liberty cat tree

And our biggest blessin’ as always is dat we have each other and all of you. ‘Member to take a minute today and everyday to give thanks fur da blessings in your life. Even in da bad times, da blessings are there. This is da last call fur Pawlympic Fly Fishin’ fotos, so send ‘em in now to be a pawrt of our posty. (lexi.dezi@yahoo.com {lexi[dot]dezi[@]yahoo[dot]com} And we’s joinin’ da Kitties Blue fur Sunday Selfies, go by and check ‘em all out. 

 Blogville Pawlympics Fly Fishin' badge

Well, me’s gonna go now and see ’bout gettin’ some treats befur we start visitin’ you all. We’ll be ‘tound as soon as we can.

Dezi leaves the top of the Liberty cat tree

Till da next time…………………………….Be Blest!!!

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Deztinee and RaenaBelle     

To Stroll Or Not To Stroll

Well it’s finally Furiday and da sun is shinin’. You know all last week it was like winter had returned so me was really happy to see mr. Sunshine this week. Me had been hangin’ in da stroller hopin’ mommy would take me out. And she had purromissed dat when it got warmer out we would indeed go fur a stroll. She sed she would take me up to see Buddy while we were at it, so me watched and waited fur warmer weather to arrive. Da storms finally over, gave way to to da windy days of spring in da South. So on Tuesday after we got up and ’round, mommy told me she had to get some fotos of Buddy fur his wrap up review and we would go fur a stroll afterwards. Dat all sounded pawsum, so me settled on da cat tree to take a little bath afur goin’ visitin’. You know, a girlys’ gotta look her bestest right? Right.

Dezi yawning, Are we ever going for a stroll?

Mommy cleaned up da kitchen and put on some strollin’ clothes and gathered da camera and then me. Well dat’s where things went sideways. Mommy carried me over to da stroller and me went nuts. Yep, dat’s right, me got all scared and just plain freaked out. Now let me say dat me may not unnerstand exactly what’s goin’ on and where sis Lexi is, but me knows one thing fur sure, She Ain’t Here!!! Mommy gathered her up in her arms and they walked out da door and she ain’t never come back home, least not da way me knew her. Since she left, mommy and me have stayed home and not really gone anywhere, so this was da furst time since sissy left me dat me was gonna be goin’ out, and me just wasn’t sure me really wanted to do dat. You know, was mommy gonna be leavin’ me where ever she left sis Lexi? Was she gonna take me away to never return home again? Me didn’t have da answers, but me wasn’t havin’ any of dat; so me just got so scared dat me piddled a little. Yep, me knows it’s embarrassin’ but me sure did it.

Dezi licks paw, A girl's gotta look her best at all times

Mommy didn’t react like me had ‘spected, but she did react. Mommy started bawlin’ and held me even closer. And she started cooin’ ’bout how much she loved me and such, but all me could see was da open stroller awaitin’ me’s depawsit.

Sweetheart, I would never take you away. You know I love and adore you and never want to be without you. 

Yeah mommy me knows and you say dat all da time; but you said it to sis Lexi too and….She Ain’t Here anymore!!! 

Oh baby, you know I didn’t want Lexi to leave us. I would have done anything to keep her here, but sometimes there’s just nothing more we can do. God needed sissy more than we do, and we just have to accept that. You know your sissy was sick and in pain and we didn’t want that for her. So even though we have the sads, Lexi is in a much better place now. She’s no longer sick or hurting and she’ll always be with us, because we’ll never ever forget her. 

Dezi: This better be a short stroll. Mommy has to take me back home.
See how me’s hunkered down and scared?

Virtual bloggin’ me unnerstands dat mommy, but real me, da one da lives in our house doesn’t get it at all. Anyways, mommy has this sayin’ ’bout gettin’ back up on da horse, so after a good ole cry fest she placed me in da stroller and cleaned up da piddle from da floor and changed clothes. Okay, maybe it was more than a piddle…Me was scared. Not sure where da horse comes into play here, but mommy likes her sayings so we’ll just go with it.

Dezi and Buddy: The nerve. He just hissed at me
Don’t you be hissin’ at me Buddy. See ifin me shares anymore treats with you. Ha!!!

So, in da stroller me laid down and didn’t make a peep, chirp or mew. Out da door we went. Da wind was stronger than mommy ‘spected, but we headed up to check on Buddy anyways. On da way up me heard lots of birdy’s chirpin’ and lots of them flew right in front of da stroller. Me eased up a bit and actually stood up to get a better view of all those birdys. Sorry Tabbies, me likes good bird teevee. We arrived at Buddys’ ‘pawrtment and he was standin’ at da door as ifin he was waitin’ fur us. Once inside, Buddy purrceeded to hiss at me. Can you believe dat? Me? Da kitty respawnsible fur gettin’ him some good noms. Da kitty dat made hims daddy want a kitty in da furst place. Little ole Southern Belle me. Well, bein’ da Southern ladycat dat me is, me turned and showed him me’s backside. Yep, to borrow one of mommy’s sayings, he can kiss me’s lily white. MOL   A few fotos later and we was off.

 

 

Dezi: Those birds sure are close to my stroller
You can’t see ’em, but there’s a lot of birds me’s watchin’. Even a few “crows” gossiping at da office. MOL

By now all dat fear me had was gone and me was enjoyin’ me’s time with mommy. Seems every step she took caused da birds to flush and fly right in front of me. We went over so mommy could sit down on one of da benches and me could have a good view of da birds and squirrels. We didn’t stay out too long as da wind was really blowin’ and altho’ da sun was out it was still a little cooler than we like. You know, mommy’s over purrtective and didn’t want either of us to ketch a cold. Once we got back in da house, me strutted ’round like a peacock. Me was so happy dat me had courage was home again. Mommy said it was really purrtant dat me be okay leavin’ da house again, so we’s been out fur a little stroll every day since then. And me’s enjoyed every one of them. Dat’s right, no more piddle puddles. We even went to her doctors ‘pointment yesfurday, and me was so happy to see all me’s furiends again. But it has been windy here lately, so me has to do some major groomin’ when we get back home. Ya’ know a girlys’ always gotta look her bestest. Me’s joinin’ Rascal and Rocco fur da Pet Parade as me does every week.

Dezi bathes, With all this fur it's hard to reach everywhere
Kittens!!! It was windy. Me’s gotta get me’s furs groomed back down.

How do you get over your fears?

Do you jump right back into a situation that scared you?

Till da next time…………………………………………Be Blest!!!

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Dezi    

Did Mommy Get A Bargain Or A Dud

Meowllo everypawdy, it’s another miserable Monday and finally da sun be shinin’ here. Maybe this Monday ain’t gonna be so miserable after all. Me’s spent a lot of time lately hangin’ out in da stroller wishin’ da weather would warm up so we could go fur a stroll. Mommy thought she lost me one day. She was workin’ on da catputer and looked over at da cat tree where me had been layin’ earlier and me wasn’t there. She called fur me but me didn’t answer right away. Me knew she was okay and just wondered where me was. So when me didn’t answer, she got up and went to da pawdee box room to look fur me. Me wasn’t in da pawdee box or on da vanity gettin’ a drink; so she went to look unner da bed. Nope, no Dezi there eever. Me guesses dat’s when da panic set in, cuz her calls then became frantic and her eyes filled up with da salty water.

 Dezi hanging in the stroller waiting for the weather to get better

Me could hear her voice gettin’ closer and closer, and me could tell it was no longer a fun game of hide and seek. So when she appeared from da hallway at da edge of da dinin’ room, me poked me’s head outta da stroller and mewed at her. Mommy ran over to me and started luvvin’ on me big time and sayin’ how scared she was when she thought she lost me. And dat she would take me fur a stroll when da weather got nice again. Me pawlogized fur scarin’ her and went with her to sit down. Lots of luv and massagin’ later, me went back to da stroller. This time mommy saw me so she knew where me was. Now dat da sun be out, mommy’s gonna take me fur a stroll later today. WooHoo So yeah, no misery today. Smile 

Me furgot to tell ya’ll ‘bout mommy’s great find da last time she was at Wally World. Member her trip afur Easter to pick up da catputer and somethin’ special fur me? Well while mommy was lookin’ in da pet section she found these boxes on an end shelf dat sed they cost .49 cents. Now it was a nice size box, so mommy thought fur sure it was a mistake. It claimed to be a fun catnip filled hide away fur kitty. Fur .49 cents mommy just couldn’t resist getting’ it. Now ifin you’ll recall her eyes was all swollen from day after day cryin’ so she could only read da big purrint on da box. And you know there’s always fine purrint. Anyways, she dropped dat box in da cart and off she went.

 box of nip filled paper bags nip filled paper bag

It rang up at .49 cents, so mommy was purretty excited to get home and see just what great find she had found fur me. And of course to purrsent it to me to play with. Once home, she got da fishy all set up she sat down to open her “sweet” find and surpurrise me. Da suspense was getting’ to both of us as me sat there not so patiently waitin’ fur her to open it up. When she opened da box she laffed so hard it almost scared me. Inside she saw 3 paper bags with cat stuff written all over them. Yep, she had just paid money fur 3 paper bags. Oh well, she pulled one of those bags outta da box and opened it up and looked inside. Down in da bottom of da bag was a purretty big handful of loose catnip. Even mommy couldn’t smell da nip. Well, guess you get what you pay fur. MOL And you guessed it, me hasn’t touched dat paper bag yet. Me’s never been da bag playin’ kitty, me luvs boxes too much.

 catnip inside paper bag

Well, me’s gonna wrap it up fur now and get ready to go fur a stroll with mommy after we do some visitin’ and get all caught up with ya’ll.

 dw-Dezi Stroller112162 (640x480)

Do you (kitty/doggy) (humans: your kitties) like playin’ with paper bags?

Till da next time……………………………………….Be Blest!!!

Luv and Hugs and Kitty Kisses

Dezi