Sunday, December 27, 2009

The end is near...of the year that is

I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday! We had a quiet day at home, but it was well worth it. The greatest thing about being an adult is that you can fudge on the timing of opening Christmas gifts. Because I'm horribly impatient, we opened our gifts a good two hours before Christmas was officially here. The holiday was very satisfying gift wise, though I wish I had my friends and family close by to have fun and feast with. Matthew and I however, had a wonderful dinner of homemade Swedish meatballs with mashed potatoes.

I don't think I can pick out a favorite gift this year, I got some great stuff! And I am very thankful for everyone in my life. I am curious though, what are your guys' favorite holiday gift?

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Kitty Loaf

Kitty, pre-diet.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Done for today.

The cat has been fed. She is happy and sedate...for now.

Are You sick of this yet? You will be...

I never thought my cat going on a diet would warrant constant updates, however, this has proven to be quite amusing. This may also be due to the fact that I have nothing better to do on a Sunday afternoon than watch my cat wander aimlessly about the apartment in search of a mere kernel of food.

After the incident with her diving head first into the food bag, I moved the cat food onto an inaccessible shelf. The dog food has also been closed up tight, yet still within reach of nose poking. Kitty promptly jumped on top of the dog crate to snag a quick nibble, but lo and behold, the kitty kibble is missing! This produced some confused looks and sniffing the air.

I assume she caught a whiff of the bag on the high shelf, since she decided to perch herself precariously on top of some stacked blankets and a bag of wood chips for our smoke house unit. I imagine she was considering jumping from her leaning tower of blankets to a very unstable looking tower of boxes stacked on top the afore mentioned smoke house thingy. However, she did not get this far. The tower of blankets unceremoniously dumped her kitty-butt off the dog crate and onto a full bag of dog food. Kitty scrambled out of this tight space, wide-eyed. But mere seconds later, she halts her mad dash to casually lick her front leg. 'What? I meant to do that!'

I think it is safe to say, I am having much more fun with this cat diet than she is!

Kitty strangeness continues

Two new things Kitty has started licking to express her diet frustration: the baseboard heater, and the power socket. Did I mention she isn't that bright? Yet.


Kitty has conquered the food bag. I think she just might eat my face off if I move that bag. I attempted to get a picture of her head first in kitty kibble, but my stealthy techniques leave much to be desired.

Hungry Kitty!

I decided to put my cat on a diet. Ever since Sage died and we moved into an uber small apartment, Kitty has been ballooning into a Jabba the Hut kitty. She has a small frame to begin with, so it worries me that she won't be able to walk if she gets much bigger. As it is now, her front legs and back legs sections looks like a normal cat's, but her middle is complete Buddha-cat.

The problem with putting said cat on a diet is her insensate crying. She does not shut up! She used to cry if her food bowl wasn't at the proper level and she would cry continually until we caved and filled it up. Now that I am only feeding her a quarter cup each night, she is making her demands apparent to us dullard humans. 'You do realize my food bowl is empty right? EMPTY!!' We are becoming pros at ignoring the cat.

Funny thing about Kitty not having food constantly available is that she becomes more active! I catch her playing with toys she has ignored for the past several months. She also feels the need to lick everything non-edible as if to make a point that she is a neglected, starving kitty. So far I have caught her licking the windows, books, the wood paneling wall, and the dresser. Oh, and the carpet too, but that was a cat nip incident. I figured a stoned kitty is much better than a loud annoying kitty. It worked.

Today, Kitty tried to take matters into her own paws. She jumped on top of the dog crate and attempted to break into her bag of kitty food. Luckily, Kitty isn't too bright and was vexed by the actual bag itself. Hopefully her intelligence isn't directly proportional to her desperation for food. If that is the case, we'll have to lock up the food and I just might have to sleep with one eye open!