Starving Cat Update; Flowing Together?

Pavlov's tests came back with some encouraging results. While his blood toxin levels are elevated, they are nowhere near crisis levels, and his level of phosphorous, an especially important indicator, remains normal. So we're not done with him yet. He continues to have an insatiable appetite for Gerber strained chicken--he scarfed 4 1/2 jars yesterday and probably could have eaten more. Since his weight loss remains a more serious problem at this point than his failing kidneys, we'll give him all the pureed fowl he can handle. The vet says we can't possibly overfeed him.

If you're looking for an investment, I'd reccomend a short position in Gerber.



Yesterday, the NYT ran a neat little profile of water. Yes, water, that common, precious, and imperiled fluid we drink, wash with, and fish in. Rich in fact yet playful in tone, the article examined its chemical properties and the roles it plays in maintaning life. In the midst of information about solvency, viscosity, and molecular bonds, one passage set me thinking about the bond that many anglers feel toward favorite waters and their environs.

“Water acts as the contact between biological molecules, not just separating them, but imparting information among them,” said Martin Chaplin, a professor of applied science who studies the structure of water at London South Bank University. “In an aqueous environment, all the molecules are able to feel the structure of all the other molecules that are present, so they can work as whole rather than as individuals.”

Could this explain some anglers' feelings of "oneness" with rivers, trout, mayflies, and the riparian realm in general?