My friend, Jez Coulson (http://www.jezblog.com), sent me a P. J. O' Rourke quote yesterday: "Never wear anything that panics the cat."
The saying ought to be for the cat: Never wear anything that panics the humans! People are freaked when they see the hose sticking out of my cat's neck (see the little nozzle just above her head?). She has a feeding tube, also known as an e-tube. Her calcium spiked over a year ago and she stopped eating. The doctors said the tube would be temporary. It's been over a year now, and she's still not eating on her own.
She doesn't mind the tube. Even at 15 -years-old, she is still her bossy, busy little self marching around the house. She wears a bandage around her e-tube to cover the insertion hole. Of course, I buy neon colors with cute little prints on them, like neon pink with purple paw prints, which people immediately notice. They freak once they realize what it is. When I first saw her with her e-tube, I freaked too. But now that I've seen her with it for over a year, it has become the norm. In fact, whenever I see photos of her from the past without the tube, they now look freaky to me.
Of course, I'm hoping she'll eat on her own again some day. The docs are still working on that. But since we can find no vet or doctor anywhere that has ever heard of a cat on an e-tube for this long, it's looking kind of grim for getting her off the tube. I promised her when I adopted her 15 years ago that I'd be her faithful caretaker and guide through life. Little did I know the promise would include feeding her, by hand, through a tube in her later years. But even if I'd had known then what I know now, I would have still adopted her. She's been a perfect and perfectly wonderful friend. I am grateful.