Gracie has always been a finicky eater. (What cat isn’t…except for Hoover cat Hazel?) The past two weeks have been a roller coaster ride. Yet again.
She stopped eating wet cat food completely. Nothing suited her. I routinely carry six different flavors of various brands. Nada. She wasn’t having any of it.
The vet prefers she eat wet. She gets crystals in her urine and she needs enough water. Cats do what they want. They are not into health decisions. They go by smell and what they are in the mood for. Eau de mousie!
She will be here two years in January. We are passed the honeymoon stage. After offering some choice, I gave up. There was kibble if she got hungry. (For the record her Buddha belly did not change during this episode.)
That doesn’t mean I didn’t worry. Or feel sad. Or guilty. After punishing me for ten days, she started eating again. Only her old favorite. None of the healthy stuff. (She does a stink eye when I mention the word healthy!)
All is good here but next time I want a normal cat. Grateful would be good too. Is there such a thing?