CATS!!!

Oh well, Guess some machines can be turned on that easily, just am sure none of my 4 could be.
I learn every day.

I remember a dog story from another forum though.
A fellow over there said his dog loved to sleep curled around his unit on the floor- maybe the noise was relaxing. Anyway, it seems he stopped this after his dog had a big meal that produced a lots of bad gas one night that went directly into the machine.
He said it does not take long at all to get a mask off.
He stopped this practice somehow.
A pap person is luckier in this than his sleep mate. Any odors originating in the bed area does not get into the cpap if located far away.
This is getting out of hand- will go.

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Haw haw!!!!! That is funny what cats do to cpap machines. They are actually adaptable to certin things, as it seems that they can teach themsleves how to use the machine! Plus how to make em selfs cool using your machine!

There was story when a owner got scratched up something chronic, his nickname made it obvious that he recently had a fight with his cat FuzzBuzz: Severely ScratchedMc Callaghan!!!

Fuzz Buzz chews his hand so in return he disconnected the hose and held the hose, which was still blowing air at the cat! Guess what happened next? You Guessed it!!! The cat scratched and c lawed at his owner and nearly shredded his cpap hose and mask, he just was able to prevent that from happening.

Can you picture a old man sitting up in bed, who's still wearing his cpap mask and hose wrestling with a angry Cat , in a attempt to try prevent it from shredding his cpap hose and mask???

I was brought up as half human half puppy. By this I mean that as a child living in the country I had 2 sets of parents and lots of 'brothers' & 'sisters'. One set of parents were mum & dad & the second were 'Major & Pancho' two black labrador dogs. Most of the brothers & sisters were puppys but 2 were humans.

As a very young child these adult dogs would pull me into line when I misbehaved or got into trouble (esp swimming). I still remember the smell of new born puppies under the house where I would snuggle with them and be looked after by Pancho. There are many stories I could add covering years of growing up with labradors and golden retrievers. The really funny part of this today is that my grandchildren call me 'Puppy Dog' which is their unintended mispronunciation of Poppy Doug.

So when I got married to my wife Sandy, we ended up with a cat!. This was a real learning experience. Dogs are team members. Cats are an experience.

Our most recent cat (now deceased - old age) was a new breed called the Australian spotted mist (now renamed to Australian Mist). This cat was supposed to be the most friendly easy going child-safe cat their ever was. Well not the one we got. When he was at the vets while we went on hols (I told him it was his holiday camp), he ended up being put with the dogs because he couldn't cope with being in the cats section. To add insult to injury, we later learned that there were a pair of leather gloves hung outside his cage & a sign saying 'beware wild cat'. When he would come home, he wouldn't talk to us for at least 3 whole days (*no* exaggeration).

I used to have a Learson greeting card that showed a couple demurely sitting on a settee and a little old lady in a single seater reaching for their cat to pat it while saying "Oh such a lovely puss, friendly is he" - the drawing of the couple & settee showed scratches & patches & bandages over all of them (settee & owners & their clothes). Well that was our cat 'Mizu'. Mr Larson had to have met him (surely).

One day when he was cross at us, he saw my wife bending over to get something out of the refrigerator, in a split second he dashed at her, lept in the air, bit her butt, & upon dropping to the floor was out the back door before I could grab him to discuss with him, his problem

One day we went to collect Mizu after a holiday (a trip to USA WI Oshkosh AirVenture airshow) we saw this girl walking around the vets office wearing a fur stole, as we got closer we realised it was Mizu draped over her neck like a rag doll. Seems she really took a liking to him - she told us he was one of the rare animals she had met that had 'real character' & they got on like a 'house on fire'.

At another time we installed a sound activated light switch in our hall. Any noise after a certain level of darkness would turn the hallway light on. Mizu discovered that in the night, if he leapt up to the hall table then 'plopped' loudly onto the floor, he could turn the hall light on. I didn't quite believe it at first but adjusted the sensitivity so that it required more sound to activate it. Well Mizu just kept increasing the sound of his 'plop' to the floor. This was a bit irritating at 3am. In the end I deactivated the sound feature & Mizu stopped plopping on to the hall floor.

Mizu had us well trained. In the night he would walk on my face until I sleepwalkingly got up and opened the window so he could go walkies (prowling). I am ceratin I have done this act many more times than my conscious mind will ever recall.

If his walking on our faces didn't work he would bump over particular statues knowing that that really did get our attention and the desired results. We responded like zombies.

Also in support of 'smart' cats, I have seen several written articles plus videos about cat owners who have trained cats to use a human toilet bowl & operate a special flush lever. There are animal trainers who will do this training for your ca, at a price.

By comparison, operating CPAP machines has to be a breeze (to excuse a pun).

BUT, the crowning glory of cat stories ...

I have a theory about cats at night and people's beliefs that they have been visited by aliens. Here are the key points in this theory ...

1) People claiming to have been visited by aliens often state that they were aroused from sleep by certain common & universal images & sounds ...

a) Heavy pressure on the blankets (cats demonstrate this repeatedly)
b) Heavy pressure on their chests & difficulty breathing (cat sitting there)
c) Aliens having gray complexions (all cats in the night seem to have this)
d) Aliens having slitty staring eyes (just like a cat's sitting on your chest at 3am)
e) Aliens having tiny noses & small to no mouths (just like a quiet staring cat sitting on you at 3am)
f) Aliens talking in a buzzing kind of speech (just like a purring cat sitting on your chest at 3am staring into your half oblivious dreary eyes)
g) Aliens seeming to float around the bed (just like a nighttime cat)
h) Sexual arousal by these aliens (when puss snuggles into your legs)

So folks, you heard it here first. The illusionary origin of most of history's alien visitations, buzzing conversations, sexual interference, etc: etc: is nothing more than the disjointed rambling of a half asleep human being visted by their own or someone else's purry furry staring CAT!!!

I trust those who are or have been cat owners among us, will be struck by the obvious rich reality revealed rewardingly right here and suddenly understand how some of us half asleep humans can turn simple puss reality into all kinds of alien fantasy.

Cheers

Doug M

I have a siamese mix, Sammy. I have 2 pillows, a feather and a down. Sammy prefers the down and if jumps in bed after I do, he pulls at the down until he gets it away from me! The first night with my CPAP he jumped up onto my pillow, saw the contraption, bowed his back and screamed! When I tried to speak, of course my voice was distorted. When I reached my hand up to sooth him he hissed at me. We turned the light on so he could familiarize himself with it. He investigated every inch of it, then promptly layed down on my chest with his face under the exhalation vents. Now he can't get enough of my CPAP. He tries to get me in bed right after dinner so he can curl up with the hose!

I used to have one that turned on lights with pull-chains too! He'd turn it on & I'd turn it off. Within seconds he had turned it back on and was rubbing against lamp!