Speaking of cats, our own Tasha continues to adjust to life with half as many teeth. {Actually, that's not literally true since the upper and lower jaws of the feline have differing tooth counts. Hopefully you get the point anyway.} She did have a rather messy problem Wednesday, however, as her tummy reacted violently, possibly to a change in her wet food diet. We went from one brand to another of canned foods hoping to find something that she liked better. The day of the switch she began, well let's say, returning the food after eagerly consuming it. If you think cat food looks bad coming from the can, you should see it coming back from the cat! I stopped feeding to give her stomach a rest, gave her an "extra" dose of her stomach med in case she missed one or needed a bit more, and went to bed. Next morning I cautiously offered her a few morsels of her favorite dry kibble. Dr. B. had said Tasha would adjust to her inability to crunch the pellets by swallowing them whole. I watched her closely as she first tried to bite a piece of food, then swallowed it. She quickly learned she could only lick up the bits and gulp 'em down. Once she finished the small meal I watched for, er, returns. None! A full day later we've returned to feeding kibble, Tasha's happily holding on to her food, and (for better or worse) she's likely going to regain some of the weight she lost in the entire dental ordeal. I'm purring.
