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knew hed done something stupid. Bob, you silly . What have you done to yourself? I said, leaning down to help him. Thank goodness he hadnt shoved his head all the way inside the tin, I thought. It had a serrated edge where it had been opened so I was careful in removing it from his head. I smelled inside the tin. It wasnt the most pleasant odour Id ever encountered, that was for sure. The instant I extricated the top of his head from the tin, Bob scooted off into the corner. There were bits of food stuck to his ear and the back of his head so he began licking and washing himself frantically. As he did so he kept shooting me rather sheepish looks, as if to say: yes, I know it was a dumb thing to do. Dont tell me youve never done anything stupid yourself. As we headed off into work an hour or so later, he was still wearing the same, rather embarrassed expression and I was still smiling to myself about it. The first sign that something was amiss came a few days later when he began eating more than usual. Bobs daily diet had been a wellestablished routine for a long time now. Even though money was tight, I always tried to feed him decent Scientific Formula food from the most popular cat food brands. Id ration it carefully, follog the recommended portions. So in the morning he had a flat tea cup full of highnutrition biscuits and at the end of the day, about an hour before his bed time, hed then have a further half a tea cup of biscuits along with half a pouch of meat as his evening meal. These two meals would be supplemented by the little snacks he had while we were out working. It was always more than sufficient to keep him happy and healthy. In fact, he normally left a quarter or so of his morning biscuits because it was too much for him. Sometimes hed leave it there, at other times hed eat it just before we headed out to work, as a midmorning snack. A few days after hed got his head caught in the tin can, however, I noticed that he was wolfing down all his breakfast in doublequick time. He was even licking the bowl clean. He was also more demanding. I had always decided when to give him a reward for his tricks. But now he began to ask for snacks himself. There was something different about the way he pleaded for these snacks as well. It wasnt the usual plaintive, Puss in Boots look. It was as if he was really desperate for food. And it was the same when we got home. Ordinarily, he was pretty laid back about getting his dinner, but he began to hassle me as soon as we were in the door. He would be quite agitated until I filled his bowl up. Again, hed shovel everything down him as fast as possible and give me a look straight out of Oliver Twist. Please, dad, can I have some more? The alarming thing, however, was that after a week or so of this behaviour he wasnt gaining any weight. Thats odd, I said to myself one evening when hed finished his dinner and still looked like he could have eaten more. Adding to my suspicions that something was wrong was the fact that he was going to the toilet more often. Bob was, like most cats, a creature of habit when it came to toilet time. Over the years hed overcome his dislike of going in the litter tray at home and did his business there in the mornings. Hed then go again when we were out in London. Suddenly, however, this habit had changed and he had started going three times or more each day. He might have been going more than that, as far as I knew. Id caught him using the toilet in the flat once. I hadnt seen him use it again since then, for some reason. Maybe he didnt like me watching him? But as I began to worry more and more about this change in his habits I noticed the water in the toilet bowl was a little off colour sometimes. He had also started demanding to be taken to the toilet more often at Angel. It was always a real palaver, packing up and heading over to the Green so that he could get on with things, but it had to be done. What is wrong with you, Bob? I said, losing patience with him after a few days of this. He just gave me an aloof look, as if to tell me to mind my own business. The moment I knew I had a real problem, however, was when I found him dragging his bottom along the floor. The first time I noticed it was one morning soon after Id woken up. I saw him deep in concentration, scooting his undercarriage on the carpet in the living room. I wasnt best pleased. Bob, thats disgusting, what do you think youre doing? I scalded him. But I soon realised that it must mean that he had a problem. As usual, I was short of money and didnt want to splash out on a visit to the vet and the inevitable medicine expenses that would follow. So the next morning on the way into work I decided to drop into the local library and have a little root around on the internet. I had my suspicions but had to be sure. My hunch was that he had some kind of stomach infection involving a parasite. It didnt necessarily explain the eating, but it was consistent with going to the toilet more often and scooting his bottom on the floor. My greatest fear was that it was a parasite infection. I cast my mind back to my childhood in Australia when Id seen a couple of cats develop worms. It wasnt pleasant, and was also contagious. A lot of n in Australia used to contract worms from their cats. It was quite gross actually. Of course, researching illness on the internet is always the biggest mistake you can make. Id done it before, but hadnt heeded the lesson. Sure enough, within about half an hour Id convinced myself that Bobs symptoms were consistent with a really serious kind of worm, a hookworm or a tapeworm. Neither is usually a fatal illness, but they can be really nasty, causing severe loss of weight and a deterioration in the coat if untreated. I knew I had no option but to check his poo the next time he went to the toilet. I didnt have to wait long. Within about an hour of us settling down at Angel, he started making his telltale noises and gestures and I had to take him off to the Green. I braced myself to sneak a quick look before he covered up his business in the soft earth. He didnt take kindly to my intrusion. Sorry, Bob, but Ive got to take a peek, I said, inspecting his droppings with a twig. It may sound bizarre, but I was delighted when I saw some tiny, white wiggly creatures in there. It was worms, but only tiny little ones. At least its not tapeworm or hookworm, I consoled myself for the rest of that day. Heading home that night I felt a strange, slightly confusing mix of emotions. The responsible cat owner in me was really miffed. I was so careful about his diet, avoiding raw meats and other things that are known to be risky when it comes to worms. I had also been diligent in making sure he was regularly checked for fleas, which can act as hosts for worms. He was also a really clean and healthy cat, and I made sure the flat was in a decent condition for him to live. I felt like it reflected badly on me. I felt like Id let him down a little bit. On the other hand, however, I was relieved that I now knew what I needed to do. As luck would have it, I knew the Blue Cross dropin van was going to be at Islington Green the follog day. So I made sure that we headed off early to beat the lengthy queues that always built up before the clinic began. The staff there knew Bob and I well; wed been regular visitors over the years. Bob had been microchipped there and Id spent the best part of a year dropping in to slowly pay off the fees Id incurred for that and other treatments. Id also had him checked out frequently, including for fleas, ironically. The vet who was on duty that morning asked me to describe the problem, then took a quick look at Bob and a sample of poo that Id put in a plastic, pill container I had lying around the house before coming to a predictable conclusion. Yes, hes got worms Im afraid, James, he said. Whats he been eating lately? Anything out of the ordinary? Been rummaging in the bins or anything like that? It was as if a light had gone on in my head. I felt so stupid. Oh, God, yes.
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