More reports from the No Surprises brigade
Right before I left for New York, my cat developed a health problem. We made a quick trip to the vet, who prescribed an anti-inflammatory, which he would divide into tiny powdered doses and provide to me in a bottle of little capsules. He suggested I open each capsule into a small serving of baby food. I dutifully bought several little jars of meat-with-gravy baby food.
So now I am one of those people that buys baby food for my cats.
But although that may come as no surprise to any of you, the lack of surprise I am referring to is this: My cat loves baby food.
October 21, 2004