Gracie here. The house is in turmoil. Chonkers! Sasha and Gus are chonkers!
The vet visit was not kind. Sasha gained five pounds (in three years) and Gus three (in one year). Morgan booked in an extra two.
Sasha called it was covid weight but the vet gave her the stink eye. We didn’t know vets could do stink eye. I haven’t been to the vet yet (my turn is coming) but I am still a svelte 7 to 8 pounds.
After much discussion, everyone except me is on a diet. Putting cats on a diet is like herding them. Impossible when you have multiples (and any person in their right mind would have multiples!).
First there was the cutting back on treats. That wasn’t too bad because it was a slow cutback. The vet suggested limiting dry kibble. I vetoed that because I like dry kibble best and I like to graze during the day. The problem is that when it’s out for free feeding, everyone else grazes too (and the pounds pile on).
So….I get a small amount of kibble at meal times along with some wet. The other cats get all wet food.
I like to dine. This isn’t fast food. No rushing – eat some, check out the birds in the tree, go back for another bite, maybe a potty run. There is no food left when I go back. The peep has tried giving me smaller, more frequent meals. She says this is turning into a full time job. I’m so worth it!
Yesterday I got kibble at 7 a.m. but I didn’t finish it so Sasha did. I had sad eyes around 10 so the peep gave me a small helping. I didn’t really want any (hehe you have to test the peep sometimes) so Gus finished it. Then there was some at lunch. Morgan ate that. I’m the only one on the dang diet!
This week was a diet disaster but the peep will continue to try new things. Us cats will try to trick her at every turn.
Everyone here wishes you all a great weekend.