Greenies and Tuna Juice
"What's that?" I hear you cry. A new girl-group hailing from the northwest? The next great American novel? The latest menu options at Localvores R Us? No, no, nothing like that. Greenies and tuna juice are the only two things Mao will ingest. Her kidneys are failing—have failed?—and she doesn't have much of an appetite. However, since she is still ruling this roost, she needs to eat something, right? So we tried two special diet dry kibbles with no luck. Same success with the canned food. Heck, then I figured since she's dying why not let her eat what she wants. So out came the tuna. She'll eat the juice but not the meat. While the effect on her breath is the same, her ribs and hips are starting to protrude. At treat time when the other cats come running at the shake of the bag, Mao manages to get up enough momentum to peek her head around the corner. She'll eat about six greenies before sauntering back to continue her nap.
Sigh. The adage regarding it not being the fall that kills you but the hitting the ground is wrong. It is the falling that kills you.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Another round of the same
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
3 comments:
oh, man. Poor Mao. The Cat with the mostest. What a gal. Best wishes from us----we hope that she's as happy and comfortable as possible. Give her a good scratch for us. And our best wishes to you as well; if I knew what the human equivalent of a good scratch was, I'd send it your way.
Thanks, Fluffie-dudes.
Barkeep, greenies all around!
More of the same from Kinicky and me. Kinicky's mother (who suffered the loss of a beloved cat) once told me there was absolutely no reason not to spoil a cat. I totally agree. Here's to tuna juice and greenies. Hang in there.
Post a Comment