Update for Bacon

Update for Bacon

Why am I so hungry?

Dear Bacon Supporters,

With the July heat behind us and August thunderstorms popping up now and again, I hope you’re enjoying these last weeks of summer.

When I come to visit Bacon today, he’s up and about. He’s over by his fountain, drinking water and wandering around the room, sniffing. Snacks are scattered on the floor.

Several times, he goes back to his food bowl, which he’s licked dry, looking for more food to appear magically. So, I do the reasonable and responsible thing: I grab his bowl and put the snacks into it. And then, I place the bowl on a blanket so it won’t slide along the floor.

Can I have more? Please? Meow.

The most amazing thing about cats, in my estimation, is their ability to smell things we can’t smell and hear things most of us wouldn’t pay attention to. As I plop the snacks into his ceramic bowl, I hear the barely audible sound of the hard snacks hitting the surface.

What does it sound like to Bacon? In a matter of seconds, he’s there, sniffing, and valiantly attempting to pick up each treat with his mouth. He’s relentless. The bowl stays in place—yes—and finally he’s eaten every single one of the snacks.

To me, the value of life consists of all the little things that happen to make someone happy. I imagine Bacon is feeling mighty self-satisfied as he wanders over to where I’m sitting (on one of his beds) and sniffs.

As I pet him, I can almost hear him thinking. “Hmm, in a minute, I’m going to go over and get some water, and then maybe she’ll give me more snacks.”

Sure enough, he goes back to his water bowl. Then, he settles down next to me on his fluffy blanket, closes his eyes, and drifts off to sleep. For the moment, life is good.

I remember you!

As for medical news, Bacon has no news, which actually means good news! But interestingly, there’s some talk that Bacon seems to have an increased appetite.

I can certainly attest to that. My latest encounters with Bacon mainly consist of him staring at the snack bowl and then looking at me as I add a few snacks, again and again and again. He scarfs them up as if he’s starving. And I know he isn’t.

Thanks, as always, for your continued generosity to Tabby’s Place. Bacon lives the good life because of you. Enjoy the rest of August!

Your correspondent,
Kate