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Life Is Tough When You're Small, Cute And Furry

My mom's cat is depressed. The vet recommended anti-depressants, and/or this special cat-flavored aromatherapy treatment. I suggested finding a cat therapist intern who needs to put hours in towards getting licensed. But my mom opted for the aromatherapy treatment ( the cheap-o route), and, according to her, it seems to be working.

The problem (for my mom) is that Donuts meows constantly. But if you pet her, hold her, give her some love, she stops. Funny how that works. Her (Donut's) sister died last year and since they didn't speak, I think it took her a while to start processing her grief.

Oh, Donuts, you have no idea...imagine going through this while holding down a 40 hour a week job! God, I wish I was a cat....

Just for today, I hope to reincarnate as a rich woman's cat.

Comments (2)

The cat's name is donuts? That is the best cat name I HAVE EVER HEARD!

Stella:

I'll let my sister know.

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