Cat Daddy: “There’s a black cat in the garden! Come and look!”
Me: “Where is it?”
Him: “Up there, behind the forsythia.”
Me: “That’s Louis.”
Him: “No, it’s not.”
Me: “It is! Look!”
Him: “Oh my God, he’s supposed to be getting old. What’s he doing up there?”
Oui, Mesdames et Messieurs: Louis Catorze’s post-steroid oomph has kicked in.
When he went for the injection last week there was the usual customary screaming on the journey and in the waiting room, with Catorze only shutting up when a huge greyhound started kicking off in the Dog Area. The vet receptionist told Catorze that he had “a very unique meow”, although we don’t think this was supposed to be a compliment.
Catorze has a new “lowest weight ever” to tell people about, and he now tips the scales at a mere 2.83kg. I was quite upset about this, although the vet wasn’t concerned; apparently, not only do old cats lose weight anyway, but they lose muscle mass in the winter due to sitting around and not doing much. Our good friends at The Cool Cat Club, whose food Catorze is still enjoying, confirmed this. So, although this makes us a little uneasy, everything that’s happening is normal (or as normal as can be for Catorze).
Now that he’s home, his post-steroid munchies have been activated and he’s eating, drinking, screaming and misbehaving. Hopefully, when spring arrives, he will start to chub up.
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