Mamma Mia!

So I took one of my cats, Mia, to the vet yesterday. I caught her trying to pee on my work clothes and then after giving her a quick spank I pulled her over to the litter-box, where I was horrified to discover she was peeing a little bit of blood. Not much, it was rather diluted, but peeing blood is usually not good.

Good news is kitty isn't dying any time soon. Mia does, however, have a urinary tract infection.

So three hours and $50 later our vet prescribes her a bottle of pink liquid she has to 'drink' twice daily to fight off the infection. It smells absolutely vile, the bottle says it's bubble-gum flavored.

Um, what?

I love my cats like they're my kids, but they're NOT my kids, okay? What the hell good is bubble-gum to a cat? Can cats even comprehend taste the same way as a human? So what tastes like candy to us might taste literally like shit to little Mia. And while Mia and her sister, Mayu, go ape-shit for tuna, John and I can't stand so much as the smell of it! How the bloody-grunge-fuck do we know that cats apparently LIKE bubble-gum?

I've tried giving gum to a cat before. They sniff, they give you that hateful but adorable 'bitch, please!' look, and usually walk away disgusted that you dare offer Her Holiness the Queen of Felines anything less than a supple virgin mouse as a sacrifice.

I feel bad enough that I have to hold her little mouth open and stick a dropper down her unwilling throat, now I have to think about what this bittersweet smelling chemical cocktail actually tastes like to her.

I suppose it can't taste as bad as peeing blood feels.

Down the hatch, kitty!