Site icon The Avocado

Cats: Toxoplasmosis And You!

Cats!  Does the internet talk about cats enough?  Are you sure? Were that a headline, Betteridge’s Law dictates that the answer to that question would be “no,” so I’m going to fix that deficit by discussing a certain cat issue with you here.  Pull up a chair, grab a cat and enjoy purr-rusing this whilst petting your four-footed furry friend!

Today’s Topic:  Toxoplasmosis And You!

Start talking about cats and some wag will simply have to jump into the conversation like a muddy dog to make a feline-disparaging joke about toxoplasmosis.  So hey, let me tell you about toxoplasmosis, which yes is a disease that cats and you can get, but that I bet you know little about beyond its infamous street reputation which you’ve no doubt picked up like an STD from news organizations that really should know better.[footnote]Even otherwise respectable publications such as The Atlantic have come down with this terrible condition – hyperbolic headlines and poor reporting I mean, not toxoplasmosis.[/footnote]

So, what is it?

Toxoplasmosis is a disease caused by a wee single-celled parasite that lives out part of its life in cats.  Named Toxoplasma gondii (“T. gondii” if you’re nasty), this little bug’s definition of a good life goes something like this: a cat eats something already infected with T. gondii.  The little guys survive the trip through the stomach and sexually mature, then mate inside a cell in the cat’s small intestine,[footnote]What a love nest, eh?[/footnote] to create a confetti of millions of oocysts, which are sort of like tough-shelled T. gondii seed pods.  These oocysts then pass out of the cat via kitty poop and can hang around in soil and water for as long as a year, hoping to get accidentally eaten elsewhere by something a cat would eat, like a mouse or a rat, which then in turn gets eaten by a new cat, thus completing the great circle of poop life.

It’s a weird life, but I guess no more weird than viruses, which also break into and hijack a cell’s machinery to turn out an endless clone army whose swelling ranks ultimately make the cell pop like a water balloon full of baby spiders, and then each one of those baby-spider-clones go looking to do the same thing in another cell to infect.  OK, yeah, maybe that is pretty weird come to think of it.  But that could also be said of life itself.[footnote]People argue if we can really consider a virus as being “alive,” seeing as how it doesn’t eat or breath or anything, just reproduces and can’t even do that by itself.  I think if anything it’s more like life with all the extraneous matters paired away – let someone else take care of that for you, the code is all, worship the code, reproduce the code.[/footnote]

What’s even weirder though is how T. gondii has apparently evolved to game that circle of poop life by making some subtle changes in the non-cat host’s behavior in its favor.  Briefly and non technically, T. gondii manages this crafty subterfuge through “epigenetic remodeling,” meaning that it affects how small sections of the mouse or rat DNA are used in the rodental organism, mainly changing the way the creature reacts to fearful circumstances.  The way a rodent’s “fear” and its physiological effects are “expressed” (via release of adrenaline to trigger its flight or fight response) are encoded within its DNA, so if T. gondii suppresses that bit of DNA function in a rodent, it gets a rodents with less fear – or to be more precise, the cat gets a rodent with less fear.[footnote]There’s some cross referenced joke to be made here with ‘Daredevil, the Rat Without Fear’ and maybe ‘Three Blind Mice,’ but I’ll leave that for someone else.[/footnote]  Which is what it seems that a rodent with toxoplasmosis is more prone to – infected rodents have been shown (more or less anyway; see below) to also have worse motor function, a sort of ADHD-like resistance to sitting still, a desire to explore, and to move around faster,[footnote]Doctor Who must be a Timelord with toxoplasmosis – think about it![/footnote] all traits that lead to rodents that are less good at running away and more likely to get noticed and caught – meal time for Mittens, sexy times for T. gondii!

But what’s the scandal?

T. gondii oocysts can infect a number of creatures, anything warm-blooded will do, even birds.  Once inside these non-cat hosts (like a rodent), the oocysts crack open and release a bunch of little guys like they would inside a cat[footnote]There are many different cellular stages of T. gondii but I’m keeping this fairly simple and nontechnical, so I’m simplifying it a bit.[/footnote] who manage to asexually reproduce in the intestines and spread throughout the body, and then hide from the native immune system in little cysts, mainly in the brain and muscle tissues.  And then the little T. gondii cysts hope for a cat to come along and eat this non-cat host, so that their cycle of kitty-intestine-centric sex life can continue.

Remember how I said anything warm-blooded could catch a T. gondii infection?  That includes the animals we eat, and, yes, us.  Worse yet, studies appear to show that T. gondii may be affecting our behavior like it does in rodents – not leading to us being eaten by cats, but still.  A T. gondii infection never goes away, you have it for life, there’s no cure.  It’s a pretty frightening idea in the abstract, especially if you’ve seen Upstream Color.  And hoo boy, here it comes.

Little wiggly microscopic bugs are living in people’s brains and changing their personalities, like Star Trek II!  People only like cats because of a freaking brain disease! GET RID OF YOUR CAAAAATS!

Goddamnit, stop overreacting, calm down.  You better now? OK, now lemme explain to you why that perception of toxoplasmosis is some bullshit.

Feel better now, less tense and worried?  Good, so now I’m going to fan those flames by telling you about some of the effects that some scientists think toxoplasmosis may have on people.  These are just correlations,[footnote]Again, not causation – some studies just seem a statistically significant connection of some undefined kind between the two.[/footnote], not solid evidence of our impending doom from the hypnotic eyes of our purring little hellbeast.  Remember, most people don’t have any symptoms or any severe ones at all, but those who do may show:

Oh god, toxoplasmosis is going to be the end of us!

Ha ha, got you all wound up again!  No it won’t be the end of times for us, but if you’re still all super fearful of toxoplasmosis, here’s some steps you can you can feverishly follow to keep this clawing nightmare at bay, as you can’t just rid the planet of cats themselves:

That’s exactly the sort of article I’d expect someone infected with toxoplasmosis to write.

I’ve not been tested, but… Iä! Iä!  The Black Cyst of the Woods with a Thousand Young!  One of us, one of us! Pet my kitty, one of us! Kibble kobble, one of us!  Faster, pussycat, infect! Infect!


Megara Justice Machine has repeatedly been accused of being a cat online and he would have gotten away with it too if it wasn’t for you meddling kids.  He irregularly contributes irregular articles about cats and science stuffs (including pumpkin spice!) to The Avocado, so you could do worse than to enter his name into the The Avocado search feature to find these curiosities.  Or, I dunno, read a book or watch a Werner Herzog film; maybe bake a cake. Anyways, cats!

Exit mobile version