Diets Are For The Birds...

All this time I just thought I was a "big-boned" cat and come to find out I am overweight! I had my yearly physical today and to my shock my vet placed me on a diet. Imagine??? A DIET!!! I had a panic attack when my vet broke the news that I will need to cut my meal portions to a third of what I normally eat. I kept thinking to myself, "This can't be happening...I must be dreaming or something!" I bit myself to see if I could wake up from this catmare, but to my dismay I realized I was fully awake...

I got home and was doing really well about the whole diet thing for about an hour when my stomach started demanding nourishment. I was dizzy with hunger and ready to climb the walls. There were only a few morsels of kibble in my bowl, so I did what any starved cat would do, I broke into the fridge! Desperate times call for desperate measures!!! I searched and I searched and all I could come up with were lousy nutritious veggies, YUCK! There wasn't even one morsel of leftover chicken or fish...I can tell I have a rough road ahead with this whole "diet" mumbo jumbo...