{"id":809,"date":"2010-09-07T19:13:05","date_gmt":"2010-09-08T02:13:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/?p=809"},"modified":"2010-09-07T19:13:05","modified_gmt":"2010-09-08T02:13:05","slug":"healthy-is-just-another-word-for-nothing-much-to-taste-the-diet-day-44","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/?p=809","title":{"rendered":"Healthy is just another word for nothing much to taste (The Diet, Day 44)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I thought my cat was dying this week.  I have two cats.  One has been diagnosed with multiple health issues but appears to have been thriving lately due, I suspect, to the fact that he doesn&#8217;t understand about the kidneys.  He only understands about the extra cuddles he&#8217;s received for being sick.<\/p>\n<p>He&#8217;s not the one I thought was dying, though.  My other cat, Callie, was.  She has nothing that I know of wrong with her other than the fact that she is somewhere around or beyond 15 years old.  I don&#8217;t know how old that is in human years, but it&#8217;s at least as old as I am, and that in itself is something to be concerned about.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, Callie was just curled up doing nothing all of the time.  She wasn&#8217;t getting up to ask for anything to eat.  She wasn&#8217;t getting up to demand attention of any sort.  She was just sitting there in a ball of calico.<\/p>\n<p>I decided to try to entice her to eat with a little Fancy Feast.  She&#8217;s been on a diet lately just like me.<\/p>\n<p>So I mixed some Fancy Feast in with some Science Diet and picked her up and took her to it.  She started eating.  I was proud.  But then she came over and started yelling at me, and I realized she had picked out all of the Fancy Feast and was ready for a refill.  I don&#8217;t know how she did it.  This was canned food all mushed up together, but she picked out the Fancy Feast and left the Science Diet in the bowl.<\/p>\n<p>Now she is cured.  She is back up doing her usual stuff&#8230;with one additional activity.  She follows me around the house yelling at me.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve decided that she wasn&#8217;t sick before.  She was depressed.  She thought she lived in a world in which Fancy Feast was no longer possible.  Now that she knows it is possible, and I&#8217;ve been deliberately holding back on her, she is one angry cat.<\/p>\n<p>I sympathize.  I&#8217;ve been holding out on myself too.  This is also a house without Ben &#038; Jerry&#8217;s.<\/p>\n<p>Tomorrow, I&#8217;ll eat my arugula without much complaint.  I might miss the old ways, but I have come to terms with the reasons for the new ways.<\/p>\n<p>I have no such hope that the Science Diet will be consumed without complaint.  I can&#8217;t say I blame her.  Sometimes a little treat to make the world seem like a better place to live is more necessity than treat.<\/p>\n<p>That said, I ate a few peanuts for my treat, and that&#8217;s about it.  I carry little snack packs of nuts in my purse, and when I pull one out I hear in my head the line from Eudora Welty&#8217;s story &#8220;The Petrified Man&#8221;:  &#8220;Honey, them goobers has been in my purse a week if they&#8217;s been in it a day.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>You&#8217;d think that thought would keep me out of the goobers, but we take our treats where we can get them around here.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I thought my cat was dying this week. I have<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-809","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-dieting"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/809","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=809"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/809\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=809"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=809"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=809"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}