So, it turns out my kid is allergic to the cats. Specifically, the big orange hairy one, but Dr. Who says that will turn into “allergic to all cats”, even the short hair, over time.
Solution? Well, the doctor says to get rid of the cats, buy a vacuum cleaner with a hepa filter, and vacuum every half hour for seven or eight months, and that’ll probably do the trick. Ky told him where to stick his “get rid of the cats”. I pretty much told him where to stick the vacuum cleaner.
He suggested an over-the-counter allergy medication, but the look on his face told me he didn’t think it would work. He says the fact that we don’t have forced air heating or AC works in our favour (not to mention Sheikh and Patchouli’s), but it might be a few weeks before we know if it’s going to work or not. If the allergy is severe enough, I guess we’ll have to come up with something else – Ky insists that if the cats go, she’s going with them.
Well, it’s been a week, and my lovely, princess-like, feminine Girly-Girl has stopped snoring like a chainsaw. Sheikh, on the other hand, still snores, snarfs and gargles all night, and most of the day, too. I wonder if it’s possible for a cat to be allergic to himself?
Random Song-for-the-Day: “I Wish, I Wish” – Cat Stevens