A few weeks ago MasterB was weighed at the vet and discovered to have piled on the pounds. Two of them in a year. They have to go. No more bribes of high calorie treats from me to make him stay indoors when I am going out. The biscuits are counted and the contents of the tin of Applaws carefully rationed throughout the day.
A Bit of Lowslung Tummy
MasterB went to the vet last week for his annual check up. He also had a hole in his chin I wanted the vet to see. I don’t know if he recognised the street when I parked the car, but he was fantastically vocal as I carried him there, and quite the noisiest pet in the waiting area.
His vet was on holiday, so he saw the locum. Annual vaccinations were administered and his chin checked out. He got a shot of antibiotic too. The scales revealed he has put on nearly a kilo in a year. It has to go. I wouldn’t say he is a greedy cat at all, but maybe I am too generous with the biscuits.
In the Garden With Toy
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