KittyKat #5: Conclusion--The Foam of Death and Tapeworm Pinatas

by Marcophoto Upshaw
AKA: Mark E Lodge, USA

In KitKat #4 I told you about my attempts to force a missile-sized glue-medicine treatment caplet into my kittykat's mouth to treat her for tapeworms. The medicine insert said:

"If you have difficulty forcing the caplet into the cat, you will have to pierce the caplet with a needle, and squirt the glue directly into it's mouth. However, this will cause the cat to foam at the mouth a bit."

A bit. HA! Another understatement of the century!

After gathering said cat yet again, and holding her tightly, cooing to her and apologizing sincerely for what I was ABOUT to do to her...I gathered up the glue medicine, cat, beach towel, pins, and headed for the basement. If this damn glue was going to foam up, I figured I better get out of the kitchen and down into my workshop area.

Good thing I did too, because never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined the scene that was about to unfold.

Carefully I draped the towel around KitKat, held her tightly on my lap, pierced the caplet with the pin, squirted the stinking-to-high-heaven modeling glue directly into her mouth, and watched in STUNNED AMAZEMENT because when the glue hit her saliva it foamed up like an explosion! The foam came rolling out of her in wave upon wave upon wave!

Have you ever seen fire trucks spraying foam on a fire at an airport? Big thick streams of of goopy foam that billow out in all directions?



That's exactly what it looked like in our basement. How so much foam could come out of the mouth of one little cat was a total mystery to me. It was like the "pea soup" incident in the Exorcist where the demon-possessed girl, Linda Blair, vomited out a foul-smelling stream that soaked the poor priest. Well I was no priest, but damn, that cat must have been possessed by all the modeling glue demons in the known universe. The stinky gunk shot out out of her and coated me from head to toe.

(Here is a parody of that infamous "pea-soup" episode from The Exorcist, from the movie, Scary Movie) :
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K0uIWQftdXk



It shot out and covered my work bench, the floor, the ceiling, the windows and walls. The whole time she was smacking her lips and making "nam, nam, nam" sounds like Robin Williams. I figured not much of the glue medicine was actually going into her tummy, so I pierced another caplet and squeezed it into her gullet.

Out roiled a fresh assault of glue waves. Oh man that stuff stinks! All over everywhere!

Poor KittyKat! By now I was wondering if the cure might be worse than the disease, and I was crying and wailing and apologizing to her. I held her tightly as I sat in my chair, crying and telling her how sorry I was. Actually I had no choice: the glue medicine was fulfilling the glue-side of it's nature very well, and KitKat was essentially glued to my lap and arms, and my butt was firmly glued to my chair. What a mess!

And we could hardly breathe. The stench of the glue was overpowering. So we huddled together in my basement, me crying and telling her how sorry I was for inflicting this cure on her. She, was just going, "nam, nam, nam" as she struggled to
swallow this vile stuff. She had no choice really, given how much roiled out of her mouth, an equal amount probably foamed its way down her throat. I guess I should be grateful that she did not swell up like a balloon.

I can just picture that....KitKat swollen like a helium balloon gone berserk, floating through the air looking like a hyper puffed blowfish until suddenly "POP!" she would explode with a bang and glue-covered tapeworm segments would shower down like pull-taffy from a burst pinata.

But, apparently enough glue found it's way into her intestines...and while she "nam, nam'd" it down, while I cried, held her tightly, and apologized to her, we bonded. Not just glue-bonded, but heart bonded.

I expected her to run in terror after that day, anytime she saw me coming. But to my total surprise she bonded to me tighter than a tick on a hound dog. Perhaps in her little kittykat heart she knew that she had been very ill with those dang tapeworms, and perhaps she knew I was trying to help her. She was TOTALLY devoted to me from that day forth; following me around the house and yard like a little dog. She would come running to me when I whistled.

And purring? You have never heard such joyful purring in all your life. It is like listening to the Mormon Tabernacle Choir burst into the "Hallelujah" chorus in Handel's Messiah. When I walk into the room, KitKat beams her enigmatic kitty smile at me and bursts forth into the loudest dang PURRRRRINGGGGGGG I have ever heard. I don't even have to pet her. Just walk in the room and smile at her. Ahhhh a boy and his cat, a wondrous thing to behold!

My little 3 pound cat now weighs over 10 pounds. And the tapeworms? Never saw one again!

"Houston, the Eagle has Landed!"

--Marco

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