She said,
“We talked a long time about all the things I give my daughter that don’t made a difference, unlike the enzymes. He asked me, ‘Why do you parents keep doing things that don’t work?’”

She appreciated this question and indeed wondered why she had continued to purchase products that didn’t help.

With the enzymes, however, she could see a significant improvement when her daughter took them. And when she stopped, she saw a quick deterioration.

I was a customer for two years before working for Houston Enzymes. My family sees results when we take the enzymes, and we see old problems return when we stop.

Are you spending money on products that don’t work? Why?

1.  Take enzymes with each meal.  The enzymes move out of the stomach with the food.  The next meal will require a new dose.

2.  Take enzymes near the beginning of the meal.  This gives the enzymes time to break down the food in the stomach.  If you forget to take your enzymes, take them when you remember as there still may be food in the stomach.

3.  Dose by the amount of food eaten, not age or body weight.  Larger meals may require a larger dose – and smaller meals a smaller dose.  Some experimentation may be needed to find the best dosing for your needs.

4.  If you are sensitive and wish to start enzymes at a low dose and increase gradually, use our dosing chart at http://www.houston-enzymes.com/pdf/Dosing%20Chart%202-25-08.pdf .

5.  For grazers, either take a dose every 3-4 hours, or sip on a drink mixed with enzymes as you eat.

6.  For tips on mixing enzymes with food or drink and sending to school, read our article at http://www.houston-enzymes.com/learn/articles/tips-for-taking-supplements.php.

My slave keeps a lot of white bottles around. I see them when I jump up on their eating place (while they are not here, of course) and like to knock them onto the floor, just to see the stupid dogs chase them around.

The chief slave talks about "enzymes" a lot, I deduced that they are what he takes with his meals, why he does, I have no idea. I do know that when I go outside to snack on lizards and bugs, he does not appreciate me regurging my meal into his house shoes. Oh, the yelling and chasing that ensues, such great fun! When he catches me though, my fiendish slave slathers an oily substance onto my handsome paws, forcing me to cleanse them with my lovely pink tongue. It tastes like chicken, so not too bad. In the past, this has done nothing but annoy me, however, lately I’ve noticed something different. First though, a little background.

I, being a superior species of cat, spend a great deal of time grooming my lovely hairy self. This causes a lot of hair to be swallowed, which does not bother me, but for some reason really irritates my slaves. I guess it is because I want to show them my collection of hair balls, which I usually dispense on the family room carpet and they ungraciously pick up and throw in the trash! I overheard the chief slave discussing a "remedy" for the situation, and he subsequently opened one of the bottles marked "Peptizyde". A little pill rolled out and I saw him open it and put the powder into the oily stuff. Sensing that I was once again going to be put through the trauma of having nasty material placed onto my beautiful being, I ran for my hiding place. The other slave, however, caught me and despite my protests, allowed the chief slave to put the altered coating on me. After rewarding the insubordinate human with a swift swipe of my deadly claws, I retired to my hiding place and began the tedious task of removing said material. Afterwards, I wanted to show my "appreciation" to my despotic slaves by yacking a slimy hairball onto their sleeping place, but try as I may, nothing came forth. I also noticed the powdery substance was in my food bowl, but I’m powerless to resist the eating of food, whatever else may be on it. I actually liked the taste, however.

Strangely, I have not been able to produce my fabulous hairballs since. I heard my slave crowing to some other pink-fleshed creatures that he had "fixed" my "problem" by adding enzymes to my food. He said it would break down the hair in my stomach. Shocking! Another demonstration of the humans lack of artistic comprehension!

Well, I tire of this conversation and it is well past my fifth nap of the day.

Til next I grab the mouse, adieu!

Major T. Cat, Esq.