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With purpose!
Poppy has always had a passion for milk, unfortunately it hasn't had a passion for her, as is the case in many cats she has a lactose intolerance and even a little watered down milk causes her to have a rather 'unfortunate' rear end problem. Hence it is a once in a blue moon treat.
However, a week or two back I noticed in the supermarket something called 'cat milk', little tiny bottles, massively overpriced but I can live with that, of something that looks to me like old fashioned condensed milk. it is apparently whole milk with the lactose removed and other nutrients added. Hmmmm, I thought, I'll just get one of those cute little bottles and see if she likes it for a treat.
Keeping an eye.
Likes it??? ....she would kill for it! From the first moment the lid came off the very first bottle she has been obsessed with the stuff. She does of course eat her regular food but she 'requests' very noisily, this stuff all day long, nothing else will do. I can offer her any number of treats but she staunchly carries on wailing until she has her milk. She will drink any amount of it, we are currently going through two bottles a day and seemingly it has no ill effects, quite the reverse.
Since her rapid consumption of this new addition to her diet she has begun actually asking to go out and pottering around with Ditto for a fair time. This of course requires me to go out with her to 'supervise' in case she should become embroiled in any conflict with strange cats, she is most definitely still up for battles of a territorial nature but her little old bod is not! I have noticed quite surprisingly that if she is out, small cat always remains with her, apparently keeping an eye on her, though I suspect she also views it as another opportunity for torment given that Poppy has her tail regularly stalked on these excursions!
Tail torment
It has been heartwarming to see her enjoying herself so much, she has pottered around the perimeters of the field, sunbathed, played 'chase me' with little flies and even made one attempt at stalking a bird! She has displayed again a lifelong preference for choosing the most uncomfortable spots in which to park herself, here she is, the Scottish countryside in all it's glory at her feet, soft, lush grass to lie in but no, she chooses shingle...it was ever thus!
A comfortable spot?
Added to her new lease of outdoor meanderings she has also re-acquired her ability to jump, if very carefully onto the bed, she can hoist herself onto the windowsill and has been witnessed running, yes I said running, though rather inelegantly, around the flat.
Happy days, long may it continue but if it doesn't, right now she is having a ball and that's good enough for me under the circumstances.
1 Comments:
I'm relieved that Poppy is doing better. She reminds me so much of Katrinka, a cat I had when I was growing up. Please keep us updated on how she is doing.
I suspect that Poppy likes the rocks to lie on because they retain heat. One of my dogs likes to bake on the concrete, even on the hottest days. My other dogs stay in the shade or in the house. To each his own. :)
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