Friday, September 28, 2007

That yowling cat is divine music


Early every morning I wake up to the incessant yowling of my hungry cat, Gregory. His appetite is insatiable. As soon as he's done eating, he's yowling for more food. I am pretty sure he naps all day while I'm at work just so he'll be well-rested for another long evening of more yowling.

Last Saturday, I slept in late. My sweet Gregory had lost his voice. He was coughing and laying around a lot. Sunday night, he didn't even feel up to eating.

I don't know how old Gregory is but he's been with me for over 12 years. 12 years of cuddling with me on the couch. 12 years of purring like a motor in my ear. 12 years of the most annoying persistent affectionate floppiness you could ever find in a cat. He's awesome. And I can't imagine not having him around.

I was not looking forward to his vet appointment on Monday. For one thing, I was half sure that Gregory was going to die. For another, I believe veterinarians are about as useful as MDs - not very. It's always the same. They look the cat over, order a couple of expensive tests, tell you it was all inconclusive - well, it's either kennel cough or cancer - and then send you home with a bottle of antibiotics.

$320 worth of inconclusive lab tests and about 6 doses of antibiotics later, Gregory's melodious yowling has resumed. I can hardly describe the joy I feel as he wakes me up before dawn, begging for food.

Today, the vet called with his lab results. Everything looks normal except for one anomaly that might be nothing. She said I need to buy a home urine kit to collect a sample for further testing. Not that the test will necessarily tell us anything. The price? $390. That's just to collect the urine, not to test it. Up yours, Dr! We'll take our chances.

Raw food dish of the week - Creamy Fudge Squares
It's not that this dessert (recipe adapted from Eating Without Heating) didn't taste good, but it was pretty much just sweet chocolaty cashew butter. What exactly qualifies something as a recipe worthy of being in a published book? My sister and I used to mix peanut butter and jelly in a bowl and eat it with a spoon when we were kids. Should I put out my own book?



Ingredients: Cashew butter, water, agave nectar, cacao powder, Celtic sea salt.

2 comments:

DSK said...

I'm glad the little guy is better. Finding an old fashioned vet with the right instincts seems to be harder and harder these days. We tried two different vets in Austin and both were more of the type to throw a bunch of tests at the problem. My old vet from Atlanta was so much better at deducing things from behavior. We've only been to a vet once since we moved to Tennessee, but she seems like she has promise.
If only cats could speak English we might have less need for good vet instincts.

eleventh hour said...

I'm glad your kitty is still with you. I wish I had $400 to have ours checked out. Don't write off the recipe author too soon--I would not have thought to stir anything into cashew butter. I didn't even know we HAD cashew butter. See, you're informing the masses!