...and the hits just keep on coming...

I'm still on my diet. It's killing me! I. am. so. hungry. And now, Mom tells me about a horror story with my cousins Puck and Heidi that affects me! Here's how it goes ...

Mom went up to New York on business and went to visit her sister (my aunt), and her sister's kitties (my cousins), Puck and Heidi. My aunt and her husband are selling their house and were having an open house in a few days. So Puck and Heidi had to go stay somewhere else, so they had to go (*gasp!*) to the vet's office for a few days. While Mom and my aunt took them to the vet's office, the vet looked at their teeth and told my aunt that they have inflamed gums in the back and their teeth had a lot of tartar and gingivitis. The vet explained that it had a lot to do with them eating dry food all the time, and the carbs building up on the back teeth since there's no way for us kitties to lick our back teeth to clean them off.

So of course Mom hears this, and as soon as she gets back home, what does she do? She goes STRAIGHT FOR MY TEETH. Now, I like my dry food. I don't get much of it any more because of my diet, but I like it. But NOW, when Mom hears about the evils of dry food, she decides that it's time for me to have some wet food instead of dry. I don't like the wet food all that much! I like the gravy and that's about it. But of course, Mom wants my teeth to be pearly white - I don't know why - so now I'm a wet food kitty. I still get my dry food every once in a while.

Now Mom tells me I can go back on dry food if I will let her brush my teeth after I eat. More torture to look forward to I guess!

On a Diet!

Well Mom and Dad have decided to put me on a diet. I'm only getting about 1/2 of what I normally get for my food, and NO YOGURT! This has been the hardest of all for me to deal with. I get so hungry during the day, I count the hours until dinner time, when I can get my measley 1/4 cup of Iams again. Then, of course, around midnight when it's snackin' time, I'm starving again and there's no food because I've stupidly eaten all of my dinner and didn't save any for later. This sucks! I get so hungry by 6 in the morning that I'm begging Mom to get out of bed and give me some breakfast. She's not liking that too much, she tells me that I'm loud and woke her from a good dream.

I don't know how much more of this I can take! I'm not losing any weight and I'm miserable. I like my fat belly, anyway ... it makes me proud to see how much I've put away in my 6 years. Mom says that she doesn't want to lose me early, and that I've already got a heart murmur so I'm at risk, but ... jeez! A cat's gotta EAT!

Moving Sucks!

Well Mom and Dad decided to move, so here I am in my new house. I liked my old house a lot better, much better views out the window. This isn't so bad though, not much has changed ... I still sleep about 90% of the day. Only difference is now there's a hardwood floor instead of carpet and now I poop in a closet.

I didn't like the car ride over to the new place though. I didn't know where I was going so I kept asking Mom from the back of the car, "Are we there yet? Are we there yet?" I think she thought I was crying because she felt sorry for me and gave me some yogurt through a straw. Hey, whatever works. As long as I'm getting mine.