WE’RE GOING WHERE?
Well, I had my share of fun yesterday, as you might surmise from my comments about the doggies at the vet…
And I will amend my rantings about having to get my yearly check-up by showing that docteur (docteurse ?) Benhamdine is never to be feared (or clawed, haha).
She starts by checking my limbs to see if they are functioning properly or if there might be a little arthritis starting up…
I feel as if I’m being handled to see I can do the tango or something…
UH, OH, she’s rubbing a part of me with a cotton swab, uh, oh…
THERE IT IS!!! I feel a bit needled about this, haha. BUT…it didn’t hurt a bit.
But I think the worst is to come…
THE DREADED SCALE!!! 6.8 kilos….oh boy, am in deep whatever.
Diet kibble, here I come, not to mention no more little treats every evening. I knew this was all too easy to be true. MINCE!
Which is a less bad word in French for…well…merde.
I don’t like to cuss, but really, folks, another DIET?
At least someone knows how to make me feel better….
I think the scale must’ve been off that day, Loulou. Winks.
Yeah, well, wish THEY had known that.
Tell Mom not to stress. I used to hate when Cody got on the scale because he was always too heavy. Now, he has lost more weight than I would like (he may have a thyroid issue)…and I sure wish he would fatten up again 🙁
Oh, sweet Cody! Maybe a little olive oil on everything? That helps trouble AND weight-gain but in a healthy way.
Oh Noooooo – Loulou – we weigh about the same!!! I’m a bit heavier but not much. And the vet looks at me and shakes his head. Calling me something that resembles a bit overweight. But our “curves” put extra weight on ur spindly little legs so that’s not good either. My treats have started to become – cucumber! Well, I’m not picky, I’ll take whatever I can get. Including kibble lite! Me too, Louou ) I feel your hunger, errr…..pain.
The dreaded cucumber, oh NO!!! I would probably be eating cucumbers if I even knew what they are, haha.
MY momma knows I need one!
Yes, we kitties need that yearly stick and really, I felt nothing except HUNGER LATER.
You poor kitty. My Joanie went for a checkup the other day and the vet called her thunder thighs.
We are laughing ourselves off our chairs at breakfast, Ellen! I haven’t yet been called THAT. Maybe Balloon Belly….
THAT was a good one though Joanie wouldn’t agree! 🙂
Oh, I’m so glad you have a dialogue! What fun. Wish there were more conversations….
Oh LouLou – close your eyes and think of Spring until you drift off to a nap.
You think that’s better than a nice handful of tuna kibble? OK OK I’ll give it a try!
OH NO, not a diet, there must be some mistake!
YES It is a diet and I am on it! Arggggh!