Notice that I don’t blend into Mom’s car like Hemingway. Also, Mom finds it necessary to put me in a carrier. I’m singing the “song of my people” here!Mom, can’t you tell by my very big eyes that I don’t want to be at the doctor’s house? What kind of Mom are you?Mom, can’t you tell by my helicopter ears and frown that I’m not happy?I actually enjoyed this little basket, but if you notice, I’m still singing the “song of my people”.Lady, don’t even think of trying to take my temperature. I know how that’s done!I wonder if Hemingway went through all of this.Here’s the Doctor Lady and she told me I was very handsome. Then she went and told Mom that I was too heavy and need to lose some weight. Well, if they wouldn’t have put my tail in this box on the scale, I would have been fine. I’m athletic and have a runner’s body. Doesn’t the Doctor Lady realize that? Besides, I’m only 15.9 pounds so I’m 7 pounds lighter than Hemingway. I deserve a treat for that!
Sadly, “Too heavy” is the song of many humans! Treat restriction is an ugly state of affairs… That aside – I think you were very brave the whole time, S.
I am sorry you were tortured , but glad you are healthy. I bet the plastic box weighs 2 pounds- you are perfect.
Thanks! Mom always tells both of us that we are pawsome!! 🙂
Wow, Hemingway’s HUGE! You aren’t that small either, Shakespeare. The heaviest cat here is Boodie and she is around 10 pounds. I’m only about 6-1/2.
Mom says we are giant cats. MOL!
Oh what a dreadful day for you. 😦 I don’t suppose Hemingway offered any sympathy.
Of course not. But to be fair, when he went to see the doctor lady a couple of weeks ago, I showed no sympathy for him. Isn’t that what brothers do??
Oh dear, I don’t know. I’ll have to take your meow for it.
I recognize this scenario, LOL…I’m sorry, but you make me laugh. “singing the song of my people…omgosh, crack me up.
I can teach the song to you………..
Glad this is all over and everything is ok! A treat for that handsome fellow…
Yes! I heard the word treat! -S
Goodness doesn’t the your Mom and the vet realise that your wonderful ginger fur weighs much more than your body does?
Sure does!
Doesn’t your Mum or the vet realise that your fur is so lush and thick that it weighs more than your body does.
That’s what I’m thinking, too!!!
Sadly, “Too heavy” is the song of many humans! Treat restriction is an ugly state of affairs… That aside – I think you were very brave the whole time, S.
Love and licks,
Cupcake
Thanks so much, Cupcake. Mom had already put us on a diet so it’s not too bad.
dood…de scale iz wrong coz de vet ladee kleer lee haz her hand on ewe….addin at leest 10 poundz,,,sew noe…ewe due KNOT knead a diet ~~
heerz two a sand knifefish kinda week oh end guys !! ☺☺☺ ♥♥♥
We both like your reasoning. We know we’re just a little fluffy! Have a super duper no birds weekend yourselves!
Well, aren’t you glad that’s over now????
You better believe it!!! 🙂