NUZYZ Kitten Space Hood, Cat Muzzle, Cat Hood Ball-Shaped Anti-Licking Breathable Head Protective Cover Pet Supplies Transparent M

We have two cats. One is almost 15 years old, and is my cat. Not by choice. My husband brought her home and she decided to imprint on me. It took me over five years to love her back though. I think it might be a Stockholm syndrome thing...but I'm not sure. I do love her though.The other is a 10 month old, almost completely blind, fearless, little psycho (this would be my husbands cat).Don't get me wrong, my cat was mean and obnoxious, long before she hit geriatric, so she is no angel either. I will refer to her as Demon and him as lil Psycho...since that's what I call them in real life (obviously not their actual names, just nicknames I use).Due to her old age, Demon needs medication, twice daily. Now, you would think the arthritis in her back, neck and hips, would stop her from being able to serpent herself around in a split second and bite a chunk out of you, if you try to put ANYTHING in her mouth...but it has not.No, she is just as agile as she was as a kitten, when it comes to attacking someone who is doing anything she doesn't like (such as giving her medicine, petting her or looking in her general direction). The ONLY person she even tolerates, in general, is me and even I cannot get away with giving her meds. So, we crush up her medicine and mix it in her EXTREMELY overpriced, geriatric cat, canned food (not to be confused with the special geriatric cat, dry food I must buy for her as well. Monthly, it cost more to feed her then it does to feed me...but I digress.Back to the hamster ball helmet.One of these medications is to make it where the Demon will poop. It took a rush to the emergency vet, and cost over $1500 for me to find out that Demon was not dying, but instead, just constipated.Well, Demon likes to eat half the can of food, walk away, go back about half and hour later, eat some of the dry food, leave again and finally finish her canned food around an hour after it is given to her. Since we lace her food with drugs, its pretty important that lil Psycho doesn't get to it. Unfortunately though, BOTH of them make this a very hard task to accomplish.Lil Psycho, would sneak his way in to the master bathroom (where we keep Demons food) and eat her food. Then gas out my house by using his cat box 10 times in one day! Seems if you don't need the medicine to poop, like Demon does, it is like swallowing an entire bottle of laxatives. After this happened a few times, something HAD to be done! The children were crying, the poor dog was whining and pacing, everyone was gagging....even with me standing guard, mask on, scoop in hand, to remove whatever monstrosity came out of that cats backside immediately, it was all to much.It was now biohazard warfare. And we were losing the war.Since, Demon doesn't like to eat all her food at once, locking her up with it, is out of the question as well. Why? Because she will sing the song of her people. This loud, nerve wrecking yowl, that she has perfected over the years to grate at you in such a way, that you will either bang your head in to a brick wall, in hopes of bursting your eardrums, or open the dang door and let her out of the room you have locked her in. And yes, she can do it nonstop FOR HOURS!So, we started locking up lil Psycho in the master bedroom instead, when we gave Demon her food. But he TORE IT UP! Anything he could knock over, he did, somehow he managed to get between the sliding doors of the closet and rip clothes down and I won't even begin to discuss what he did to the bathroom...(I still have PTSD flashbacks to the bathroom. It's just to painful to discuss.Undeterred, we found a way to block the closet, made sure we closed the bathroom door, and anything that would normally be on end tables or dressers, were put away, so that we could lock the lil Psycho in the master bedroom.However, it didn't take long for Demon to realize that lil Psycho was locked up, but as soon as she FINALLY finished her overpriced, drug laced, food...he was let out.So...She just quit finishing it.Yes, she would leave about quarter of a can behind, just so she wouldn't have to deal with (what I can only assume she views him as) her replacement. Problem was, she NEEDED to eat that food, since it had her drugs in it!All the while, lil Psycho was figuring out new and inventive ways to STILL wreck the bedroom as well.We needed to come up with a new plan.I wondered whether or not they made cat muzzles, like they do for dogs, so I looked on amazon and sure enough, THEY DO!!! But, unlike dog muzzle's, the cat muzzles cover the eyes. Now, yes, its mesh, so the cat can see through, but as I mentioned briefly above, lil Psycho has vision issues. He is completely blind in one eye and has VERY limited vision in the other. I might not like him, but I'm also not inhumane...I am not going to hinder his already limited sight even more.But then I saw the hamster ball helmet (not the real name, but its what we call it, and lets face it...it fits). I bought one, figuring it was worth a try and was almost giddy when it showed up! Lil Psycho actually held still the first time I put it on him (think he might be a bit touched in the head, because he thinks we are friends, but what's worse is, he thinks him and DEMON ARE FRIENDS...and I can tell you, without any doubt in my mind, Demon does not like him. She doesn't even tolerate him, let alone LIKE him, so he might be a bit touched).First hamster ball helmet lasted almost a week (longer then I anticipated, really). Somehow he cracked it at the top though, and next time he wore it, he slammed his head in to the leg of the coffee table until it broke.I ordered another...five more, actually...Because, whereas he was able to break it, it did do what it was bought to do. He could no longer eat Demons food! Plus, with him not being locked up any longer, she decided it wasn't worth leaving any behind anymore, as her fat butt does enjoy her upscale, extravagant, break the bank, food. And she started eating it all again.Is it a perfect fix? No.Lil' Psycho uses the hamster ball helmet to knock anything and everything off of a surface in protest. Whether it be the coffee table, desk, laptop, phones, medications, mail, boxes...it is a weapon. But much better then the biohazard war we were in before. Plus, makes everyone clean up. I call out that I'm getting ready to hamster ball Lil' Pyscho and drop the Demons food, and husband and kids scatter to find anything they might have left out, that they feel important, before the demolition begins.Not really sure if that is a bad thing though, or a bonus?Second ball has lasted about a month, so far. My oldest son had to pay a locksmith to rekey his car, just to find the keys a week later under a recliner (they were on a desk about four feet away from the recliner...and only found because one of my younger sons medications was missing and I was hunting for that in any place that little Psycho would be able to push it with the hamster ball helmet.Just found the medicine yesterday...only while looking for something else that was on the coffee table that was missing, after Demon got her evening meal. Don't fret though! Seems that life saving meds for children are refillable early as long as you have a good excuse! The pharmacist said my story was to detailed and intriguing to be made up and I was able to refill the meds for the boy. Guess addicts haven't used the whole "hamster ball helmet on a cat being used as a battering ram" excuse enough to make it unbelievable.But again, I do want to emphasize, it DOES DO EXACTLY WHAT I BOUGHT it for. Lil Psycho has yet to get a morsel of Demons food since the hamster ball helmet came in to our lives! Only reason I am giving it 4 stars, instead of 5, is because he broke the first one so quickly. Seems he knows I have a stash now though, so he is finding more unique ways to vent his frustration over wearing it.

This invention is a total life saver! For both my cat and myself! My cat is 12 lbs of determined Norwegian Forest cat. It is a serious challenge to nail clip him. For that matter anything that takes the biting ability out of the picture is priceless. He is not being heavily restrained, something that triggers the fight response. It comes in three sizes. I got large, medium might have worked, but he has full fluffy hair and he is biggish in sizing. Breathing is very good, lots of air vents. Just don't get too small of a size that constructs the neck. It has a top on head hinge and velcrose to secure the neck. Its well made, sturdy. Highly recommend this product!!!

I would not use this item on ANY animal, as it is DANGEROUS on 2 levels. 1) The adjoining edges are SHARP w/out any padding in between the sharp plastic edges upon closure (there SHOULD be neoprene/rubber trim around these edges). 2) There is no way anything can BREATH naturally without constrained breathing. Just put your own face inside and see if you can breath!

Cat or small dog wouldn’t even let me get close to them to put it on. Not very easy.

DO NOT BUY unless you're going to drill a bunch more large air holes in it. This thing is designed to kill an animal. There is a large "dead air" space inside that doesn't exchange air with the world outside the globe.The cat exhales carbon dioxide into the ball, and then re-breathes it with only a tiny bit of fresh air added from outside until the cat becomes hypoxic and collapses.Look at it, folks. You can see it isn't safe. Unless you drill dozens more holes in front and back, this device isn't safe for any animal. Hamster balls have more air holes than this piece of dangerous junk.

My cat couldn’t breathe at all and nearly died! Highly suggest Do not get this!