We believed that - we believed we'd found a cat food that was more biologically appropriate than any other kibble. We trusted Orijen and bought their product.

Five whole months of sleepless nights caring for a very sick cat later I feel like my cat has been in a hit and run accident and Peter is virtually throwing a few bucks out of his fancy car and driving away.

Our cat improved for almost a month around January and then, heartbreakingly, the wobbly hind legs have returned - now with added incontinence. Our house, despite our best efforts, stinks and caring for a sick cat for this length of time is exhausting physically and mentally. And yet we have no idea if after five months our cat is still to decline further or improve. Even if she improves we have no way of knowing whether she won't relapse or if she will suffer long term from this poisoning or what the associated costs of that may be.

And for all this, the stress, the tears (check out the Youtube videos of Aussie Orijen cats if you want your heart broken for a while - but we have to live with this day to day) hours of lost work, the repeated trips to vets, the incontinence pads and towels - hey the list goes on.

For this we are offered an extremely conditional limit of $2000 and a cut off point in May.

Obviously Peter is a clairvoyant and knows our cats will all be better by then and our related expenses at an end.

Phew - that's a relief.

I don't wish to appear facetious or like I'm just whinging but if the fact we were trying to feed our cats the best possible food is the perfect dictionary definition of irony - then the above is a great example of how there ain't no justice in this world.