I don’t know what happened. One minute I was asleep on my cushion,
the next minute I was being bundled into the Evil Cat Carrier. I woke up as I was about half way in, but Mum was too quick for me and shut the door before I could turn round. I’m not a happy kitty in the Evil Cat Carrier, and tried as best I could to open the door, but with no luck.
Then Mum put me in the car, and I howled. I’m not a happy kitty in the car, either. I howled and howled and howled, and I kept howling as she was driving. Next thing I know, we’re in the V-E-T’s. I know it was the V-E-T’s cos of the smell. I’d know that smell anywhere.
After a few minutes, Mum took me into a room, and opened the door of the Evil Cat Carrier. Of course, now I don’t want to come out, cos I didn’t know where I was. After a few minutes, Mum unceremoniously tipped me out of the Evil Cat Carrier onto the floor, and lifted me up onto the table.
The lady V-E-T was quite nice. She made a big fuss of me, and said I was a fine specimen of ginger mancatliness! Mind you, that was before she stuck a big needle in the back of my neck, so I don’t think she’s quite so nice now! She checked my ears, and eyes, and teeth, and listened to my belly, and I am a fit and healthy ginger mancat.
There is one small thing, though. Seems I am too much mancat. The V-E-T put me on the scales, and declared that I am too fat! Can you imagine that? You’ve all seen my mancatly belly, do I look fat to you? Anyway, at 8.1 kg, it seems that I am 2.5 kg or thereabouts overweight. I don’t know what 2.5 kg is, but Mum’s friend said it was like getting two cats for the price of one. Now I know there’s not two cats here, only me, which is just how I like it.
So, now I am on a diet, and my regular stinky Whiskas has been replaced by Iams Light – see dish below.
I don’t mind, as I quite like it, but the bits are really small, and I have a bit of trouble picking them up. So much so, Mum has had to put a tray underneath my bowl, stop me spreading it all over the floor. The other problem is that I now have to wait for my breakfast whilst Mum weighs out my food in the mornings. I complain very loudly about that.
When Mum carried me out of the V-E-T’s room, there was a big black drooling dog called Duke outside. He seemed very pleased to see me until I hissed at him big time. Then he didn’t look so happy!
As soon as we got home, I went upstairs and sulked! I was going to sulk for ages, but soon realised it was dinner time, and I didn’t want to miss that. I don’t blame Mum, she is only doing what’s best for me, and the big needle thing didn’t hurt at all. I still don’t like the Evil Cat Carrier though.
I’m all chilled out now, back on the sofa.
I know I look like I’m scowling, but that’s cos she’s pointing the flashy thing at me again.
At least I won’t have to go again for another year! I will keep you posted on my dietary progress.
I’m a big fat ginger on a diet cat!
That was very sneaky of your Mum to put you in the Evil box. I hope you got revenge by waking her up extra early.
ReplyDeleteWe're so glad to hear you are a fine specimen of ginger mancatliness!! So sorry about the diet though!
ReplyDeleteAren't you glad that's all over with now?? We love all your ginger mancatliness! You don't need a diet at all!!
ReplyDeletePuss, we're very glad you are a healthy mancat! Good luck with the diet, though we don't think you are too big to begin with!
ReplyDeleteA diet? Surely not? Wot is she finking of? And there was hardly enny food in yoor dish ~ yoo cud starve to deff!!!
ReplyDeleteSo are yoo a BIG FAT GINGER MANCAT now?
Ho nooos, not a diet. My name is Mister and I have to be on a diet too. I spend the day yelling at Mom to give me more food but no luck.
ReplyDeleteBut we don't think you are fat at all. You are a really handsome guy.
Have a great day.
Such treachery! and a diet too, just to add insult to injury. Grain free wet food is really good for losing pounds, keeps you all full and satisfied because not full of carbs - better than tiny little bits of kibble - we get Bozita, which you can buy online, premium, grain/cereal/filler free stinky goodness - ask your Mum to look for some :)
ReplyDeleteWhicky Wuudler
We want to weigh in (no pun intended) with Whicky; we have all slimmed down eating canned food. Diets are No Fun!
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