Turmeric For Cats

Hello, everyone. I hope your summer has been marvy.

It’s actually quite amazing when you look at the health benefits of turmeric for our feline friends. It’s not just beneficial to humans. You can cure your pet of so many ailments. Diabetes, cysts, cancer, infections, gum disease, auto-immune diseases, and it even helps with pain. Many folks swear by it.

Seriously~

I am tired of being raped by vet bills. It’s very expensive where I live.

I have two cats, a mother and daughter. They are starting to get older. Slushy is ten and Emily is twelve and a half.

Both of them have some health issues. One is pre-diabetic and the other always seems to have hidden issues or bladder infections.

Instead of loading them with shots or antibiotics that cause all kinds of side effects, I have been trying this. It is not toxic. I started making a turmeric tincture using the following recipe.

THE GOLDEN PASTE

4 teaspoons of spring water, 4 teaspoons of olive oil, 1 teaspoon of turmeric puree or powder, 1 small pinch of pepper.

Bring to a boil in a small saucepan, remove from heat and let cool.

Keep in a small, covered, glass container in the refrigerator. It makes enough to last four days.

Fill a 5ml oral syringe for a 1/8 teaspoon dose of turmeric. Administer twice a day. I prefer doing it this way because you are making sure they get all of it, especially if they are sick, but you can also put it in their food. They get used to the taste.

If you have a lot of cats you can follow this recipe~

1/2 cup of turmeric powder, 1 cup of spring water, 1/4 cup of olive oil or lard. 1 pinch of black pepper. Heat to a boil, remove from heat and let cool. Keep in refrigerator in a covered, glass container.

Add 1/4 teaspoon to your cat’s food daily. Or, 1/8 teaspoon in the morning and 1/8 teaspoon at night.

I will update in a few weeks to let you know how it goes.

~GW

Secrets – DON’T LOOK!

Sucker! Reverse psychology works. Hahaha.

Some of my secrets have never been revealed….until now.

Why do I keep using every dish in the house? Every single god damn time. I can’t get angry or yell at anyone else because I live alone. It’s ME! It drives me crazy. I’m the plate and utensil dirtying idiot.

A meal here, a snack there, a cat dish everywhere. The next thing I know there’s a stack of porcelain piled so high it looks like I’ve just fed a hoard of starving Ethiopians. I have to wash them because I don’t want my kitchen to smell like I have a sewer rat as a pet. I always make it such a chore.

Seriously, why can’t I just keep using the same plate?

Yeah…don’t act like I’m the only one. Even Jackie Chan has issues.

And then there’s my cats…

I relax and sink down into my tub filled with warm water, Epsom salts and lavender.

OH YES…BLISS! Feelings of pure heaven.

Why do those two torture inflicting furballs of mine always defecate such a smelly shite every single time I’m in the bath?

My two cats probably talk to each other. “Okay, she’s in there. No…no, don’t eat the dry crap, eat a Jethro sized bowl of that wet, funky smelling food. Yeah, that’s it. Gobble it down fast. Let’s blow her out of the water with a vile submarine turd missile. We’ll target the enemy. The result will be catastrophic.”

They set their plot in motion. The foul smell eventually permeates over to the bathroom and slowly drifts up my nose like a twerking genie returning to his bottle. It hits my nostrils like a I-HISS terrorist attack. This soul destroying stench puts me into a state of septic shock almost knocking me out cold. It’s like they know exactly how to time it. When it assaults my senses I could die a million deaths.

I scream in agony. “NOOOOOOOO!”

~And then here’s my greatest secret of all ~

My bonsai tree has a penis!

Men, don’t be jealous.