Living in Denial and Accepting Reality: Suck it up, Buttercup….A Feline Weightloss Story….



Y’all remember when I announced after getting back from a one-week vacation last summer that our oldest cat had, during the week, visibly lost weight??

Yeah. About that…..

So we took her in to be checked out this past weekend because I’d noticed that she had a few patches of fur that were unusually thin. And they were offering free flea consultations (try and say that three times fast) and free is in our budget.

While at the vet it was discovered after being weighed that…..well…..she had actually gained weight. She is supposed to be between 8-9 lbs.

She weighed 15.16 lbs.

W…..T…..F…… (F stands for feline, what else did you think it meant? 😉  )

So my mommy brain had the following conversation with the vet tech (All in my head. It was also one-sided):

ME: What do you mean she’s 15.16lbs???? Your scale must be broken. Maybe you can’t read numbers. Did you really graduate from vet school?? How dare you call my baby fat.

STILL ME: You’re fat. #cheapshot

Yeah, sometimes I can get a smidge defensive when you talk about my kids. Most of the time this defensiveness remains in my head, but there have been a few times that it’s leaked out of my mouth in an edited, pleasant manner that still gets my point across.

Don’t you dare call my kid fat! 😛

After getting recommendations on weight-loss strategies, we went home. And I was faced with reality……

Our oldest cat is overweight. So much so that according to the vet, she can’t properly groom herself. And I could either blame others for hurting my feelings, or I could suck it up, admit that we have to make some changes, then follow through.

And I’m pretty proud of myself 72 hours later. I’ve modified the amount of food I give each cat and we are no longer “free-feeders” meaning we don’t put a bunch of food in a bowl in the morning and leave it all day. I now put in a little at a time twice a day and less if they haven’t eaten it all.

So far so good as today has been the first day we’ve done this where I’ve even left the house for a few hours and came back to find the oldest had eaten half of her portion, whilst the youngest hadn’t touched hers. After a brief one-on-one come-to-Jesus meeting with the hold-out, I did convince her to eat again. 

So, if your trip to the vet has netted some unsavory news about your fur-baby, take heart, you are not alone. Now, drop kick that steaming bag of defensiveness to the ground, suck it up and focus on how much less cat food you will go through in a month after doling out a reasonable-sized portion for your non-mutant cat.

Cheers!

Fat-Cat-Meme

*Meme highlighting the desperate need for cat-sized running shoes for overweight cats appears courtesy of: funnyand.com

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