Rest in Peace Mr.P

I have been out of it this whole week, trying to make sense what’s going on with my life. I haven’t been successful eating raw mainly because of the stress build up from frustration from inner emotional turmoil over dealing with my cat’s chronic UTI which eventually ended in his abrupt death today. Totally did NOT see that coming. I found myself walking into coffee joints ordering warm soy beverages, Indian tiffin combos at Veda with chocolate coconut truffles, and gorging on Ohagis (sticky rice covered with red bean paste) to fill the void.

Anyone with UTI knows what a pain this illness is. You lose control over your bladder muscles and you trickle pee instead of having a nice waterfall flush. It is even worse if it isn’t you having the UTI, (we actually don’t mind our own pee that much) but someone else’s. Like your CAT. What a pain in the urethra. Ever tried giving meds to your cat? It’s like asking your relatives to lend you money. They will be reluctant at first but then you gag them into submission.  Did I say gag? Er.. I mean beg.