One night last week I came home to a wobbly kitty. A wobbly kitty is a strange sight indeed. You wonder why, you look up all the possible wobbly causers online. You wring your hands and cry. You call your mom and beg her for answers.
My cat, I later found out, is addicted to licking and chewing my palm tree. What I thought was an innocent lickems, turned out to be an incessant hallucinatory sport.
I have enrolled him into the local NA program for Cats here in Portland. So far it seems to be working; there are a few cats he can really relate to. I think he might bowl with them on Sundays to keep withdrawal symptoms more bearable.
Lets hope and pray.
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