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Thanks Chockfull ! but hey All, enough about me - as my WOW brother used to say “you’re making me feel subconscious.” FYI he wasn’t deliberately doing a Norm Crosby shtick either

It is now over two months since the original visit to the vet. The vet had been willing, if not to say keen, to euthanise Tuxedo. Well now. I am pleased to say that Tuxy is doing well, and it must be going on for ten weeks since her diagnosis. Internet research suggests that cats with the problem she has, if the aggressive version, last on average 40-60 days. She has well exceeded that. With the less aggressive version, prognosis is 6-9 months. I fed her on "soup" to start with, then liquidised sachets of catfood in jelly, and have now weaned her onto pate-style tinned food. She is partial to Purina Gourmet pate and "melting heart," both expensive though not as expensive as vet offerings (which the cat refuses to eat anyway). Her backbone no longer feels as if when stroked her spine will break through her skin. Her hips feel comfortably though not excessively padded, and not sharply boned. She is developing quite a fat belly (unless she has a tumour that is growing). She sleeps a lot (but nothing new there), her coat is glossy and thick again, and she is bright-eyed. She jumps about onto furniture and can run very fast when she wants to. She pees and poos normally. She no longer throws up all the time, unless she has got fed up of waiting for me to feed her the tasty wet food, and has stuck her nose into the dish with kibble. And then, she always throws up. So I am very thankful to have this time with her. She is going to be around for some time now, I think. I am not saying the vet is wrong. The cat does have serious health problems. Perhaps the problems were caught in the nick of time. Perhaps she will get worse in a few months. Perhaps, however, she is healed through the power of prayer. The other cat, Crypto, gets a little annoyed at me. She likes the tasty wet food, too. I often catch her in the act of trying to sneak some from Tuxy's bowl. Kibble is no longer her choice of food. She declines my offerings by hand of fragments of ham, chicken or fish, which she always liked before. Hard to explain to a cat that her littermate is on a special diet and she herself is not. Sometimes, I give her a little treat of a sachet of wet food. She gets playtime if she emerges from her lair. She's a strange creature.

It's telling that as Wayfers we "learned" a new language. Unfortunately that wasn't a language that broadened our minds, but one that restricted them. We've had a few threads here about "Way jargon and phraseology ("Would you be blessed to..." springs to mind - instead of, "would you be able to...," "please could you..." and so on). Not to mention some of the unusual uses of some words - the jargon. Sometimes I wonder if those who drop by here and other ex-Way sites have forgotten their "native language" and instead taken on board "Wayspeak" so thoroughly that they can no longer think outside those confines. Not only do they not have the skills, they don't have the vocabulary. It's probably time I re-read 1984,

Materials for "Working The Word": 1. sturdy shoe horn. 2. ample supply of goose grease. 3. large supply of logical fallacies.