[Dailydrool] Interspecies drool

[Pam McQuade]

I know that cats are not worth much. That's why I named our cat Duncan 
Thefairlyuselessc at t. All he's good for is tossing hidden treats down to us 
hounds, so we can chomp them up before mom finds out what's going on. But, 
strangely, mom is really fond of the little critter.

After spending four days with the wicked vet lady, Dunc was still having 
troubles with a blocked urinary tract. So there was talk of surgery, and mom 
took him to another vet. Bel, Abner, and I  got worried and actually started 
to sling a little drool in the small guy's direction.

Mom was sitting in a room with Dunc, waiting for the surgeon, and Dunc must 
have gotten really scared--or the drool started working. The scaredy-cat 
peed all over his crate. Mom got really excited, 'cause she knew things 
weren't totally blocked anymore. When the surgeon finally got there, he 
decided to treat Dunc with medicine, instead of doing surgery. But mom says 
we are still not out of the woods. Dunc is doing better, but it could still 
change again, and all that silt in his pee-maker could block him up again.

C at ts are not exactly my favorite beings, but I love my mom. So for the sake 
of the Dashing Bassets, who really don't like it when mom spends a lot of 
time at the vet's with a c at t, could you sling some drool his way? After all, 
we don't want to take the risk that all our treat money will be going to a 
vet who's taking care of that despised species.

The things we do for the humans we love!
Lady Jane, for all the Dashing Bassets and maybe even Duncan 
Thefairlyuselessc at t