Our cat, Frogger, all 35 pounds of him, came to us grievously injured, which included spiral fractures, a ruptured spleen, damage to his bowels. Frogger is a Turkish Van, and as such, he is an enormous cat. But he kept getting bigger and bigger and he was obviously in pain and discomfort. We took him to the doctor, who said he had a megacolon (I think that was the medical term), which it made it difficult for him to eliminate. He would have to take medicine three times a day to assist his bowels in doing their job of moving food through the alimentary track. Getting the pills down him was next to impossible. He’d claw, bite, twist, and ultimately, escape. All my cat-pilling tricks were useless, and he kept getting fatter and less mobile. So, the doctor prescribed a medicine that we spread on the inside of his ear flap. That was much better, but it was three times a day, and one vial lasted not quite a month, and it was ridiculously expensive.
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So, I looked through my notes and books and recipes and old-timey cures, and I came across raw pumpkin. Yep, plain old pumpkin from a can. It’s about 79 cents for 16 ounces. Not the pumpkin pie pumpkin, just pure pumpkin. I put a tablespoon of it on his food morning and night, thinking, “Yeah, right, this will work. Like he is going to eat a yellow vegetable.”
Surprise! He did, and he loves it. If I neglect to take the time to mix his dry food with it, he does the job himself and eats every little bite, licking the bowl clean. He loves it with his wet food. Best of all, it works. That cat is now a pooping machine! He has lost at least five pounds, and he is much more comfortable than he has been since we found him seven years ago.
If your cat has trouble performing his daily ablutions, ask your vet if raw pumpkin might be the answer. It’s cheap, effective, and evidently delicious. Our other cats are pleased to have a little every now and again. I wouldn’t say that Frogger is exactly svelte, but you know, he is getting there, and while he used to stay holed up in the house, adjusting his body, trying to get a modicum of comfort and crying with the effort, he now goes outside, runs around a little, and then he comes in and curls up next to his best cat friend and has a good, uninterrupted sleep.
And neither my husband nor I are lacerated and bloody. What a great fix!
--submitted by Gay Fifer, owner, Parsley Hollow, Inc.