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Oct. 6th, 2005 10:28 amI took the beasts to the vet on Monday. Aside from General Tso being Mr FatCat, both are quite healthy, up to date on shots, and I am $250 poorer.
They gave me the special diet food to feed to Tso. For the past year, both cats have been eating the same food, left sitting in a pair of bowls and have been getting a set amount each day. Now that has to change.
Happy still gets the regular food, which great amounts of research and experimentation have determined prevents the horrible Cat Farts of Death.
Tso now gets diet food in hopes he will lose some weight before he gets so fat his own gravitational field collapses and he turns into a black hole and sucks up the earth.
The difficulty is in getting them to learn to eat twice a day, when they are used to nibbling whenever they want. So, now when I get home from work I am greeted by two starving cats who are meowing like banshees. Even more fun, around 6-7am I get woke up by a series of nips to my arms by Tso. Not hard enough to break the skin, but hard enough to wake me up and communicate the message "Feed me now, or I start snacking on your face."
I leave for 3 days of vacation tonight. Hopefully my roommate will be able to stand the hungry beasties whining. If not, I expect to return Sunday night to find Tso sitting in a pile of cat food, happy as a clam and too fat to move.
They gave me the special diet food to feed to Tso. For the past year, both cats have been eating the same food, left sitting in a pair of bowls and have been getting a set amount each day. Now that has to change.
Happy still gets the regular food, which great amounts of research and experimentation have determined prevents the horrible Cat Farts of Death.
Tso now gets diet food in hopes he will lose some weight before he gets so fat his own gravitational field collapses and he turns into a black hole and sucks up the earth.
The difficulty is in getting them to learn to eat twice a day, when they are used to nibbling whenever they want. So, now when I get home from work I am greeted by two starving cats who are meowing like banshees. Even more fun, around 6-7am I get woke up by a series of nips to my arms by Tso. Not hard enough to break the skin, but hard enough to wake me up and communicate the message "Feed me now, or I start snacking on your face."
I leave for 3 days of vacation tonight. Hopefully my roommate will be able to stand the hungry beasties whining. If not, I expect to return Sunday night to find Tso sitting in a pile of cat food, happy as a clam and too fat to move.
