Jun 29 2009
Since Destiny has to be on a special diet, it’s just easier to feed both cats the special food. And that means they rarely get canned food. I usually only give them canned food when they have medication that needs to be given, and can be added to food. And, since they don’t get canned food all that often, once a trend is established (i.e. canned food two days in a row), if I even step near the kitchen, both cats follow me. If I happen to touch the plastic bowls that are used exlusively for their canned food, they go ballistic. I had forgotten to take the bowls off the floor last night, and this morning, I accidentally kicked one of them. Both cats SHOT into the kitchen, mewing frantically, climbing over each other to get the canned food that, sadly, did not materialize. Their medicine cycle is over – no more canned food. It will take probably a week for them to stop expecting it. In the meantime, they’ll hover casually around the kitchen, just in case.
They do, however, have a new treat added to their diet. They now get a dose of malt-flavored, anti-hairball goo once or twice a week. This is like candy to cats. Hopefully, it will ease the strain of not getting canned food.
P.S. – The medicine was for hairballs, nothing major. They had been puking every. single. day. for about a week. I know cats puke a lot, but not like this. I took them to the vet to discover that both of them had actually gained weight since the last appointment (a week prior), and there was nothing obviously wrong. No parasites, no poisoning. The verdict was hairballs. We’ve been giving them the meds and the goo and the throwing up is way down. I guess it was hairballs, despite the lack of hair in the puke. Weird.