Adding a clarification to the vet-lethargy article (February 23, 2019)
After an unexpected email exchange, I updated an earlier Fogknife post to better phrase some advice I offer to worried cat companions.
Goodbye, Ada (January 8, 2017)
Ten days ago, my wife and I had our cat euthanized, hours after she started a clear and rapid decline from the heart disease whose inexorable progress we had tracked for years. For all those months, Ada worked around her own failing health, still taking interest in the usual cattish things even as her body gradually allowed for fewer of them. But on that last day, after an evening of avoiding eye contact with me while struggling through increasingly labored breathing, she padded into the kitchen after midnight, looked up at me, and meowed.
I saw Arrival (December 18, 2016)
We saw this movie a couple of weeks ago, after I had a bad day and needed an escape. That’s what I got, even if the various early scenes of global turmoil in the face of species-wide fear and uncertainty felt especially raw right now, given everything. We both loved it, and we talked about it for days afterwards. We talked about it more with friends at a party we attended yesterday. This movie affected us.
My cat acted very sick for a while after a long vet visit (April 10, 2015)
Summary: Our cat had a stressful vet visit, and for days she acted worryingly sick and lethargic. She lost her appetite for kibble, and that made things worse. Offering her a little bit of soft, aromatic food, like mashed-up tunafish, re-stimulated her appetite. She ate it up and recovered swiftly from there.
A good example of why I do anything (January 9, 2015)
I shall now share with you the story of this blog’s true casus belli.