[ October 13th, 2002 at 2:47 pm ]

I was at my mother’s yesterday. She is at all times surrounded by cats. In her home a pair of Egyptian sisters coexist in a fragile truce with chunky black Skeletor. As well, there seem to be a multitude of strays prowling her garden. I once counted five. My mother is fairly indifferent to them all in comparison to some cat owners I’ve known. Conversation is never dominated by stories of this or that cat. Still, she is a good cat owner, and when I mentioned Twinkie’s recent digestive woes, Mom announced that she knew of a solution. With a flourish she handed me a tube of Cat Lax.

This morning I administered some to both Molly and Twinkie (not only is it effective against constipation, but also helps prevent hairballs). Each cat got a dab of brown goo on her left paw. They spent some time wandering around the apartment in this condition, but I did finally notice that they’d licked away the mixture of cod liver oil, vaseline and carmel flavoring.