Deaf Ears

In Memory of Jamima.

Pointless things to say and your cat. I love (note when I hear the opposite) when parents of children argue that being a parent of a fur-child is not the same.

Gave Jamima her three-monthly worm tablet last night in a rather expensive tin of food. Twenty-four hours later, it’s mostly still there!

“Come on, Eat your food”

“It’s got your medicine in it”

“You will feel better – I promise”

“It cost mummy a lot”

“There are starving kids in Ethiopia”

OK, I didn’t really say that one…

I guess this is why I buy three of the worming tablets at a time. The man in the shop, warning me not to poison my cat. Never fear, not much chance of that.

Usually the first tablet goes down a treat, three months later when else her next dose she eats some of it. A week later I’m trying again, placing another of her favourites. Again, barely touches it.

I’ve tried not feeding her more wet food to encourage her to eat it but all else has failed.

Open to suggestions…