Or it just may be the case that Aoife has no interest in observing these things on any sort of fixed schedule determined by some distant feline soviet of which she is not even a member, never mind on the obsessive ritual committee as she ought to be. (Never met an obsessive ritual committee she didn't want to take over, has Aoife.)
While I'm sure there's a compounding pharmacy nearby, I am not sure what Aoife would like; this is a cat who disdains chicken, duck, tuna, turkey, eggs cooked or raw, salmon four times out of five, crab, mammal meat of any description, and indeed anything that isn't oily freshwater whitefish. (Low fat older-cat versions are Right Out.) To the point where she's quite willing to starve to death, so I'm very glad I can _get_ unadulterated cat food based on oily freshwater whitefish, but it's a worry about the future. (If she's seriously hungry fresh mackerel has been accepted as a tolerable offering.) I can't see chicken working, and fish oil, maybe but only maybe. It would have to involve pressed trout or something.
The horrible pediatric antibiotics are presumptively the cheapest available, and prior times (all both) were bubblegum which wasn't favoured but didn't lead to a cat with the top of her head pressed into the inside of my forearm, both front paws wrapped around my arm, and a whole lot of piteous noises because no, no, not that. It is at such times one really wishes one could explain things like acquired antibiotic resistance to cats.
And if there has to be a next time, I'll know about the banana aversion.
"Food issues of unknown origin" is a phrase with a freight of fraughtness, to be sure. I'm glad Cassie didn't get into the ceramic fragments. I'm also glad the scene of total and comprehensive devastation with a cat in the middle of it, happily and obliviously consuming goat cheese, isn't what actually happens. Hard to avoid picturing from the description of Cassie's character, though. :)
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Date: 2014-12-06 10:46 pm (UTC)While I'm sure there's a compounding pharmacy nearby, I am not sure what Aoife would like; this is a cat who disdains chicken, duck, tuna, turkey, eggs cooked or raw, salmon four times out of five, crab, mammal meat of any description, and indeed anything that isn't oily freshwater whitefish. (Low fat older-cat versions are Right Out.) To the point where she's quite willing to starve to death, so I'm very glad I can _get_ unadulterated cat food based on oily freshwater whitefish, but it's a worry about the future. (If she's seriously hungry fresh mackerel has been accepted as a tolerable offering.) I can't see chicken working, and fish oil, maybe but only maybe. It would have to involve pressed trout or something.
The horrible pediatric antibiotics are presumptively the cheapest available, and prior times (all both) were bubblegum which wasn't favoured but didn't lead to a cat with the top of her head pressed into the inside of my forearm, both front paws wrapped around my arm, and a whole lot of piteous noises because no, no, not that. It is at such times one really wishes one could explain things like acquired antibiotic resistance to cats.
And if there has to be a next time, I'll know about the banana aversion.
"Food issues of unknown origin" is a phrase with a freight of fraughtness, to be sure. I'm glad Cassie didn't get into the ceramic fragments. I'm also glad the scene of total and comprehensive devastation with a cat in the middle of it, happily and obliviously consuming goat cheese, isn't what actually happens. Hard to avoid picturing from the description of Cassie's character, though. :)