March 9th 2014 9:57 pm
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I was out gallivanting in the yard today, having fun, minding my own business chasing bugs, when the neighbor came over and asked my Human Dad when I was due. I thought this only happened with humans - I was wrong! Dad calmly (and I have no idea why he was calm - gives me paws to think a bit about that) that I was a male. Then, the neighbor says, "That's one fat cat." Naturally, I could have howled and clawed his leg for that, but I'm more civilized. I merely ate the bug I caught.
I could have cried in my Friskies. I could have gone on a hunger strike, but that just isn't me. I'm LUCKY!! Spell that L-U-C-K-Y. Everyone wants to be me, I thought. How could I be fat? Is that why Mommy calls me "Your rotundness?"
And today, Mommy stopped letting me have the cheese off her pizza. I think I'm going to starve to death - Cats do not live on bugs alone! I blame it on the Veterinarian. She's the first one to say I was fat. She put me on a diet. The first three letters of that word say it all - DIE!! I guess I need to get a catmill and work out. I've been climbing fences and trees, but I think I need a catapult and I need to caterwaul my way through this obstacle course of a neighborhood, always aware that there is a bigger cat than me around these parts. We call him Bob. Dad says he's a bobcat. I think he's got no tail.
But, I can run and I can get my furry feline frame in shape, I guess. I thought at 10 years old... never mind. The doctor says I'm predisposed to Diabetes. I don't have it! But I'll get myself moving and eat (heaven forbid) cat food.
And I'll be fine with that. For I am LUCKY! Iron paw. I rule.
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Hi My name is Cleo. I'm one of Grammy's Crew.
I am a Queen Size Girl. I too needs to loose weight...it's hard. My vet would likes me to loose, but she knows we has a large family and that I love my kibbles. I'm not much on canned food, but I loves my kibbles. I don't get much execerise, cause Queens don't do that sort of stuff. But the family is trying to help by playing with me more. I do likes to play. So far my health is ok. Maybe me and you can gets together and talk a stroll around the neighborhood together. They say is best to has a buddy to help loose weight.
Has a great day, and good luck on loose some weight.
Oh I feel for you Lucky! Although I never cared for too much human food, other than potato chips, triscuits, apple pie and mom's pot roast, I only got the very occasional nibble. Mom wishes she had known more about food. My bowl was always full and I ate my way into diabetes.
So I hope you find a happy medium. After all, you are LUCKY!