Monday, August 1, 2011
Karen Jo: I found a little mat on your flank. I know you don't like me messing with your backside, but I wasn't that close to it.
You were close enough. When are you going to stop with the scissors?
Karen Jo: When I get all the little mats out. I remember seeing an ad for something called a mat cutter. I think I will look into it to see if it is something you might accept better than the scissors.
I don't like the sound of it. I hope it doesn't make noise. At last I got some chicken with cheese. I got four bites today. I turned my nose up at the fifth bite. I was full.
Karen Jo: Being full didn't keep you from sitting there and staring at me while I ate. That's why I offered you the fifth bite. Then you decided you were full.
I got six treats today. Mom will only give me three at one time. I asked this morning and again tonight.
Karen Jo: Three at one time is plenty. I probably shouldn't even be giving you that many. You are due for another weighing.
Do I have to? I don't like going out in the PTU on wheels, especially to the vet place.
Karen Jo: Yes, you have to. I need to know if you are still losing weight, staying the same, or gaining.
If I am losing, do I get some more treats?
Karen Jo: No, not until you are down to where you are supposed to be. Even then I have to be careful, to make sure you don't gain weight again.
Man, this doesn't sound good. I love treats and want more.
Karen Jo: If you were as active as Emma, I bet the weight would come off faster.
No cat could keep up with Emma. She runs all over the place all the time. I get tired just watching her. She doesn't even lie still for petting.