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I thought some exercise might help regulate Coolidge’s diabetes. I’m doing all I can with diet and insulin, but his glucose values swing wildly, mocking any meaning of regulation. This Cat isn’t exactly what you would call exercise-motivated. He will play with a toy if it lands within inches of him. I have to toss it there. Then he lies on his back and shreds it with his back feet for a while, looks bored, and waits for me to toss it again. Then he regards the toy with indiffere
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I got the Cat a car for exercise
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Monday, June 30th, 2008 at 5:01 pm
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