No wonder diet is a four letter word! But first, thanks to Brian for letting me use the Ottoman today, it’s now officially an Ottowoman. It also happens to be the closest thing I’ve got to a soapbox.
Diet, go ahead, count the letters. See, I’m right. So why am I so frustrated? Well, let me tell you all about it. Okay Brian, I won’t tell them all about it, just some about it. You see, ever since I’ve been on this diet, several weeks now, I’ve gained two ounces. Seriously, what kind of diet is that anyways? I thought the whole idea of a diet was to lose weight, not gain weight. I’d be better off not being on a diet. Oh, I did lose one of those additional ounces, but that still means I weigh one more ounce that when I started. Besides that, I’m hungry.
My Dad and Mom aren’t quite sure about it either. I’m obviously feeling better, I’m much more active and jumping and playing again. I still think there might be something wrong with the scales, but Sister Zoe gets weight regularly too and her weight has been stable.
Guess what? Brian told me to start wrapping it up. Oh well, thanks so much for letting me rant a bit today. If you’ve ever had a weight problem I’m sure you’ll understand. Remember, adopt cats, we deserve it!!!!! More Forever Homes More Often! Purrrrr! Zip! Later!