It just occurred to me...

That, like any single (kitty) mom, I have responsibilities. I need to
marry a vet. ;-) preferably a stay-at-home dad vet. Who loves
Squooshable. And has an x-ray machine that would fit in the garage.
This is somewhat similar to single moms who marry
for money, sure, but the more I think about it, the better the idea
sounds. Especially when Squoosh eats weird things. Then it sounds
*really* good. :-D i could just say, "honey, I'll take out the
trash--you plumb Squooshable...again". And I'd have someone to help
me catch parking lot cats. Why didn't I think of
this before?!?