Results tagged “vet” from Marilyn Sewell

California has just passed a ballot initiative protecting farm animals from abuse.  Is this just another one of those crazy California things that people living with unfailingly good weather come up with?  Or should the rest of the nation take heed of what surely is to come: rights for animals.

Peter Singer, professor at Princeton, was the first to bring the plight of animals to national attention.  He wrote an article for the New York Review of Books in 1972, and then published a book called Animal Liberation in 1975.  Do we have obligations to living creatures that are further down the phyla than we humans?  Singer said yes.  When I initially read his book, I thought it was way overstated.  Now I don't think so.  I've been changed by Singer and his followers.  I don't buy eggs from chicken "farms" that keep these creatures confined in cages so small that their feet curve in permanent closure around the wire.  I stopped eating veal at all, once I discovered how veal is created.

Well, just how far should I go with all of this, I ask myself.  Should I stop eating meat, for example.  Some people choose to be vegans and  do not eat any animal-produced products, such as milk or eggs.  At this point, I am neither a vegan or a vegetarian.  I love meat--though I confess that, like many others, I eat less meat all the time, and eat little red meat.

I confess something else: if I had to kill an animal in order to get its flesh for food, I would almost certainly be a vegetarian.  I hate killing anything--even ants.  I encourage them to run, when I come after them in my kitchen: "Hurry, you little rascals, you can do it!  Go back to the woods, or wherever you came from!"  I think I hate to kill creatures of any kind because I have such a reverence for life itself.  I know I can't create a wondrous, magnificent little creature such as an ant--how dare I kill it?

Another experience has changed me--the care and protection of Molly, my cat.  Let me be clear: I do not think of Molly as "one of my family."  She is not "my baby," she is not the same as "my child."  And I become very impatient with people who anthropomorphize their pets in this manner.  Losing a pet is not the same as losing a child.  Period.

But of course we pet owners become very attached to our pets, and they to us.  Animals are sentient creatures--we love them, and they simply adore us.  Unconditional love--hard to not return it.  But the larger question is--what is our responsiblity to any creature that is in our care?  Molly is an innocent creature and cannot care for herself when she is seriously ill--so I must see that she is cared for properly.  My question would come, I suppose, when the vet wants to do a procedure that costs $2,000 on a cat that is nearing the end of its life.  (Molly isn't there yet, thank goodness.)  When is enough, enough?

One day I might become a vegetarian.  Who knows?  We are all evolving.  Some day in the far distance future, people may look back on our flesh-eating ways the same way we look back on slavery now.  They may say, "How could they have done that?"  And they may be right.

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Those of you who have been following my blog know that my cat Molly has been having problems with urination--or rather, I have been having problems with Molly's urinating on my rugs.  I tried punishing her by calling her attention to the wet spot and saying, "Bad kitty, bad kitty!"  I know she understood, because the behavior would stop for a while--but then it would start again.

You may remember that I took my little Molly to the vet, who suggested that Molly might be having problems adjusting to my new human friend, who she believes has stolen my affection from her.  Well, it is true that she is no longer #1--that would be accurate.  So what to do?  The vet suggested that maybe she should go on kitty Prozac.  He said, however, that the drug "might change her personality."  I can imagine that I might have a cat that would sleep all day, with a silly grin on her face.  I didn't want to go that route. 

One friend suggested that I contract the services of a "cat whisperer" (the cat equivalent of a "horse whisperer").  Another said that Molly should have cat psychotherapy.  Still another said that I should try to engage an "animal intuitive."  All of these solutions sounded if-fy to me, not to mention expensive. 

So I decided on another approach.  I decided to give Molly . . . LOVE!  I reasoned that if she was feeling rejected, then telling her she was a bad kitty would just make her feel even worse.  So instead my new friend and I decided to shower her with love and affection.  We say things to Molly like, "Molly, you are the most beautiful cat in the world!" and "Molly, you darling kitten, I just love you so much!"  We pet her as soon as she comes round, and naturally keep her food dish full and her water dish fresh.  After only a few days of this LOVE treatment, Molly stopped her bad behavior and started purring most all the time we come near her.

Why didn't I think of this earlier?  Isn't this what all living creatures want--love, I mean?  No one wants to feel displaced.  No one wants to be told that they are "bad."  Everyone likes to have a full food dish given to them--and fresh drinks prepared.  Everyone likes to be stroked and petted by those they love.  What a simple and pleasant solution!  And much cheaper than Prozac.  

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My cat Molly has a psychological problem, most likely, the vet says.  I have a new friend, and Molly feels she has been displaced in my affections.  To some extent, I have to say she is correct.  It's not that I don't love and adore her, but she is no longer number one.

The problem is that, in order to show her displeasure, Molly has taken to urinating on the kitchen rug.  Or worse.  My initial response was to put her nose in the offending matter and say, "Bad kitty, bad kitty!" and put her outside.  That seemed to work for a few days, but then she would go back to these unpleasant forms of self-expression.

So when I took Molly to the vet, he wanted to give her a urinalysis, to be sure that she didn't have a physiological problem.  That in itself was an ordeal, in that it required Molly's staying all afternoon at the vet's (for which I had to pay a "boarding fee"), so they could get a sample--but she never did pee, so I had to take her home and through some subterfuge, get the sample myself.  When all is said and done, a cat urinalysis is more expensive than a human one. 

Anyway, as I said, the vet thinks Molly's problem is most likely not physiological, but rather emotional--stress-related.  He said, "We may have to put Molly on Prozac."  He went on to say that some cat owners were reluctant to put their pets on Prozac, because they were afraid that it might change the cat's personality.  I guess my opinion is that there are some aspects of Molly's personality (like hate and revenge) that I wouldn't mind changing.  Of course another option would be for the cat owner to take Prozac so as not to be upset about their pet ruining the rugs. 

One friend was aghast at the suggestion that Molly should be on an anti-depressant, and suggested that she be given "talk therapy."  That's a tough one, since cats and humans speak different languages--but as my friend said, if there is a horse whisperer, couldn't there be a cat whisperer?  Maybe so, but cats just don't give a damn.  Molly has never really seemed to care if I am inconvenienced or upset--she just wants more of what she wants.  Well, she is a cat.

I'm not sure which way I will go.  I already give her tons of love and affection, but it is never enough.  She wants to be restored to her position of number one.  Nothing less will do.  So which way will I go?  Will a cat whisperer be engaged (no doubt at an enormous price)?  Will I seek out a pet therapist--and perhaps a masseuse--to reduce Molly's stress (again, for big bucks)?  Or will Molly be blissed out on Prozac (a relatively cheap solution) and think to herself, "Life is good!  I've never been happier--for some reason."  Stay tuned.   

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