No, it's not about rich folks (not completely, at any rate). I wanted to call it Fat Rats, but that was taken.
This blog is about animals, and people, too, who have consumed (or had shot into them) a certain ingredient found in pretty much all prepared foods. More on that in my next post.
I have three cats, all about the same age, ten-ish, and all from a rescue group that does great work. Two of them are pretty normal. One, Reiki, was about six months old when I got him.
Not long after I adopted Reiki, he got very sick, very suddenly. I'd had him only a month or so. I thought he might die. But he recovered. Sort of.
And as he got older, in that first year or so, it seemed as if his head remained the same size, but his body kept growing. He's now over twenty pounds (he sat on the bathroom scale one day) and has a hard time walking. He has a hard time breathing, too, because he's so obese.
Putting him on a diet is not the answer. For one thing, he doesn't eat half as much as the other two, and he's twice as big. For another thing, it's not his appetite that has made him so fat. He suffered brain damage as a kitten.
And now, after nearly a decade of research, I know how.
This blog is about what I now know, and what you should know, too.
