After months of chasing our tails (and towels) over Ziggy’s persistent diarrhea, our beloved local vet hit a bit of a wall. She lovingly referred us to a specialist for a fresh pair of eyes and I’m so glad she did. The specialist ran ultrasounds, bloodwork and all the fancy diagnostics you dream of when your cat is stumping everyone. And the good news?...

Back in November, I noticed Ziggy was way too quiet. He had become sluggish, lost a bit of weight and started having diarrhea. But the weirdest part? He started making these low, guttural “UGH!” sounds every time he shifted on the couch. I'm not talking a cute little chirp or meow, I’m talking full-on haunted-house moans that made me literally jump in my chair...