I’ve hacked into Chey’s account as a way to try and get her listen to me. She isn’t a big listener.
This is your human female talking. I know that you are resisting this idea of a diet. I know that you think that because Miles and Sammy are rather stocky fellows that all meezers have that right. However, Miles and Sammy are Appleheaded meezers and their body type is different. They are supposed to be bigger. They have bigger bones. However, I think even Miles is on a diet. Or maybe it’s Sammy. Really it doesn’t matter because you are not Miles and Sammy.
You, my dear, are a wedge head Siamese. You have a light boned body. According to breed standards you should look tubular (like totally). Anyway, you have stopped looking tubular and now look like that thing they were throwing around at the superbowl. In fact, you know what? That’s a pigskin. I know how much you resent the human male for calling you a pig, but really Chey. You look like a football.
Do you really want to snuggle with Latte and take the chance that you roll over on him and kill him? I mean what would I tell his human? She adores her cat.
Cheysuli, I am telling you this for your own good. You are banned from meals until the other cats have eaten their fill and then you get HALF of what’s left over. There will still be plenty. I know I’ll hear about it. But it’s for your own health and well being and if you don’t care about that, then think of Latte, will you?
Bonnie, your human female.