Seems the time has come once again for my *weigh-in* at the dreaded medical facility that shall remain nameless. Of course Waffles thinks it's a regular party there. A vacation.
Last I remember, there were no drinks with little umbrellas, no kitty loungers lined up in the sunshine.
Just a giant scale.
I remain optimistic that although my trip will be nothing like Waffles' excursions to this same destination, I will reign victorious over the mighty scale. After all, I've been on a strict workout regime and diet ever since Orange Crush arrived nearly 8 months ago. ...what with being chased all over the townhouse and having my food stolen right from under my nose. I'm pleased to report I'm as svelte as a ladycat a fraction of my age.
Still, he taunts me so. Just you wait, Waffles. One of these days you'll wake up to find your metabolism has bit you in your big, fluffy you-know-what. THEN we'll see who's doing the chasing.
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Congratulations Katie. Maybe now you can get an extra treat or threeReplyDelete
The new slimline you will keep the boy under control I know it!ReplyDelete
Wonderful news Katie!!!ReplyDelete
Hey...has Waffles been to the V-E-T yet for the Big Snip? That should change his mind :)
You should steal the credit card and buy you own scale..
Yay, Katie. Waffles is like an exercise coach!ReplyDelete
A weigh in is not so bad! Of course it would be easier if you just had your own pink Katie scale!ReplyDelete
Simon, one of the boys here, is also going to the VET tomorrow. His problem is the opposite of yours, and he's going in for an oral exam/dental to see if there's a hidden issue in his mouth that's causing his weight loss. It's NOT going to be pretty! The past year and a half have been really tough, and I think that we gain more warning dots on the file with each visit.
Fingers and paws crossed that the vet agrees with your assessment Katie!ReplyDelete
Beautiful Katie!! Awwww we KNOW the scales at the v-e-t will read "GORGEOUS"!! Yay!ReplyDelete
Big wave to adorable Waffles Too! Take care
Frankly, Katie, it sounds like your weight loss regime was more like a trial by fire!ReplyDelete
We know the vet will tell you that you have a beautiful figure!ReplyDelete
Well done on the weight loss, Katie. Maybe you could teach fat arsed Lola a thing or two.ReplyDelete
The Paw Relations
We're sure the vet will insist you live on treats now you've hit your target weight.ReplyDelete
Luv Hannah and Lucy xx xx
Katie, Morticia went to the V E T this past Sat., and is a svelt 8.8 lbs. Of course, *I* take FULL credit for this 'cause I chase her all the time so she better be grateful! MOLReplyDelete
Hope your trip there was a successful one!
Well said, Katie! It will bite him in the big, orange, BUM!ReplyDelete
I better not let my mom see this post. I go to the vet next week for my vaccine and last time I was there the vet said I was TOO FAT!ReplyDelete
Mom thinks I haven't lost an ounce.
I don't want her to get another kitty, having a woofie is ENOUGH to put up with!
This is Coco Chanel. On Friday, I was starved, then kidnapped and taken to the VET in a heat wave. No kidding, 100 degrees here in Gotham City metro area...THEN, I get there and it smells. Like tons of cats. I don't like that. I was subjected to an exam where the Dr. declared I weigh too much (uh, who are YOU?) and a blood test. Of course one of the guys wore those awful leather gloves.
After all of that, my mama left me there. They shaved my paw, I went to sleep and when I woke up I was missing three of my teeth.
I wouldn't let anyone touch me until ZGirl came to get me. Then I got into my carrier, rode in the car with my paw on her hand, and arrived in the warehouse apartment where Valentina proceeded to hiss at me for a day. I stayed nice and comfy with my mama, or in my kitty tent.
While I'm fine now, it's no walk in the park.
I hope that you at least leave with your teeth in tact.
Keep them on their toes, Katie!!!
Good luck today! We think you're the purrfect weight!ReplyDelete
The Florida Furkids
Hope you have a good vet visit. Waffles likes the vet? Never heard of a kitty liking to go to the vet. Silly kitty.ReplyDelete
That Waffles! Hope your trip to the vet was not too rough Katie...and remember, as far as Waffles goes....you are the boss!ReplyDelete
good luck Katie - hopefully your visit won't involve anything pointy!ReplyDelete
uh... Miss Katie... how did you know about the "curse of the ginger toms"???ReplyDelete
(no I'm not chunky, I have big bones!!!)
I hope everything goes well for you, Katie! I don't mind going to the vet school. I get to meet some cool people and see animals and stuff. I'm not into the "holding still" thing, but other than that, it's not too bad.ReplyDelete
way to go Katie!mummy has put me on a diet too!xx SpeedyReplyDelete
Yay! You use the Sleepypod when you ride in the car. Pawsome! It makes me wish I had a pet small enough to use one.ReplyDelete
Hooray Katie! And the best part is that it's over!,ReplyDelete
Uh oh Katie, You better run UTB!ReplyDelete
You still have to go to weigh-ins? I thought last time, the scale revealed you were being UNDERfed and you should get more food. Heh heh I can't wait until W2 gets all fad and blubbery.ReplyDelete
We await anxiously the results of your weigh-in. Getting a kitten, and especially one as feisty and pesty as Waffles, certainly can result in a built-in diet and exercise program. Hope you get good news. Purrs and hugs, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista JoReplyDelete
When you're there... at the you-know-whatsit... come on back and visit me. I'm here waitin' for the peeps to pick me up. Still waitin'... Doctor said they'd be here in another half hour or so. I had a dental.ReplyDelete
Good luck, Katy. WE think you look perfect.ReplyDelete
That is a pawsome carrier you have there.
I would make Orangy go with you. If you have high blood pressure you can show Doc why.ReplyDelete
Benny & Lily
I think you are very svelte and that the scale will show it! Hope the trip isn't too stressful for you. On the bright side, you get to spend some time away from Waffles, MOL.ReplyDelete
We're sure that V-E-T person will agree completely with your great shape! Don't let 'em even try to give the credit to Ginger boy, okay? Purrs...ReplyDelete
We is sure the V e t will decide you are purrfect...just the way you are.ReplyDelete
Good luck Katie!
Sasha, Sami, & Saku
Oh Katie, kittens are good for your waistline as you chase and whap them. Best yet, they are such little airheads, they think you are playing!ReplyDelete
Allie: ohhhh how I would KILL (Faraday probably) to hear that word out of *my* humans.ReplyDelete
As opposed to *shudder* ... we won't speak of it.
Go ahed Katie and bite that little rascal in his orange furry ass *mol*ReplyDelete
AIIIEEEE! I kow I have gained every ounce you lost Katie! I have hardly played since Leo started to share my castle. And I have demanded more and more of my kibble as treats...sigh. Hope your weigh in was joyful, paw pats, SavannahReplyDelete