My best friend’s widow brought in her cat, Spook, today. He was acting unusual, meowing too much and eating too little.
After we finished his examination and treatments we had time to chat about old times and new, as well as to complain about manufacturers’ tendency to change perfectly-good products which there is no need to change.
“The only place I can buy the cat litter I like is at a pet store. When I opened my most recently-purchased container I was shocked to see it was no longer white. Now they’ve added these little green crystals. Why does it need little green crystals? It was fine without little green crystals.
“I began to pick them out. That didn’t last long, she said.”
True love. Picking unnecessary green crystals out of your cat’s litter, that fits the definition to me.”
See you tomorrow, Dr. Randolph.
