Hiya kids. I got a call from the vet on Thursday about Edgar’s new tests. If you’ll recall, these were more specific tests due to some elevated levels in his routine bloodwork. Well, the second round of tests, which included another one on his urine (they had kept some from his previous visit, frozen in case they needed it again), are all perfectly fine. Of the three good blood pressure readings they got, two were elevated but one was normal, and if he actually had high BP, the normal reading wouldn’t have been possible, so those results are fine, too. The best the vet figures is that because I pay such close attention to Edgar, I caught some of the first, very early, signs of kidney trouble. So we’re going ahead with switching him to a mature food, no “restriction”-type food is necessary (PS to Mariser – thank you so much for the Rx food offer, I was waiting for these results to get back to you and then, as usual with me, forgot, but she wants us to stick to regular mature food for now).
That night I trekked out to PetSmart to start doing some label reading. I wanted to put some thought into what I was buying and there were a lot of choices. I had only been looking for a couple of minutes when the Blue Buffalo lady came over. I’m the type of shopper that if I need help, I’ll ask. Otherwise, leave me alone. She didn’t get the hint, and unfortunately for me, I was looking at the actual Blue Buffalo food when she nabbed me (turns out they make several other brands, too, like Nutro). She eventually left me alone but was obviously bored because she came back about three minutes later.
Anyway, it comes out in conversation that Edgar is 15 and that his whole life (well, since I got him at about six or so months) he’s been fed Friskies and Fancy Feast. She got this disgustingly surprised look on her face (I’ll bet she practices in the mirror every morning) and says “Well, some children do well on McDonald’s.” I felt like smacking her. When I became a cat owner, perhaps I wasn’t mature or aware enough of what to feed my cat, but he likes it, has been perfectly healthy the whole time I’ve had him (other than two tooth extractions, and even that is amazing for his age), and I have never had a vet say a bad word to me about what he eats, so I’ll be damned if this lady was going to get me with her “grocery store food” comments. She even pointed out that she often recommends the Nutro Max brand as a step-up food from grocery store before going to the more elite foods. I came home kicking myself for being nice to her. Anyway, I bought a Blue Buffalo mature dry food and some cans of BB and Nutro mature can foods. So far so good. If I’m going to go broke, I guess it’s better to do it by doing good things for the cat than wasting the money on other things (ie crap I don’t need). I know I sound bitter or mean when I bring money into the situation, but really, why is the better food so much more expensive? Of course I would do anything for the little guy, but it still bugs me. It’s kind of like kids clothes – why on earth would I pay more for a child’s tshirt than I would for one for myself?
Anywho, on to happier thoughts. It turns out I’m getting my birthday steak anyway. We’re going out tonight – T minus about three hours.
Non sequitur du jour: Music fans, the local station I listen to (when I remember to turn the radio on) has an awesome Sunday lineup – The Café, Vinyl Recycler, Re-Generation X, The Ongoing History of New Music with Alan Cross. Anyway, they’re online so if you’re so inclined, bookmark them and give a listen some time. I believe each show also links to previous playlists so you can check it out to see if it’s your bag: http://www.live885.com/index.asp?mn=5
And finally, a new picture of Wilson!