Cat Daddy took Louis Catorze for his booster vaccination at the weekend. And, when they weighed him, we discovered that he had dipped below the 3kg mark for the first time in his life.
Catorze now tips the scales at a lighter-than-air 2.94kg and, for whatever reason, this has made me a little sad.
The vet was unconcerned about this, especially when Cat Daddy told her what a massive idiot Catorze was at home, racing around, scaling high fences, demanding expensive fish and screaming incessantly. His advancing years haven’t affected his behaviour – other than to make him more annoying, of course – but I don’t want him to lose weight. Weight loss, to me, spells the beginning of the end.
There is, of course, the chance that this is all part of his Cunning Plan: if he can have us believe that he’s starving and/or edging ever-closer to death, perhaps we will keep giving him Michelin-starred smoked salmon? I don’t particularly want that, either.
So we’re not sure what to do now.
Here is the little sod, pictured with a present that Blue the Smoke Bengal’s mamma gave us. Age is definitely not a bar to him being all of these things (apart from humble):
*EDIT: the vet said that Catorze “may be a little sleepy” after his booster. He wasn’t. In fact, he was gallivanting outside throughout the night, coming indoors utterly drenched to roll the water off onto the bed. For goodness’ sake.
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