This dieting is driving me crazy. Mom is obsessed with it, if you ask me. I've been trying to break her down with my patented "meow every five seconds until she gives me more food." It used to work, but now she ignores me. Or she gives me a pep talk. Today, she actually held my paw, looked deep into my eyes and said that hunger is our friend because it means we're losing weight. She heard that crap when Dr.Oz was on Oprah. I was there when she heard him say it, and I knew it was going to cause problems. Hunger is not my friend. It means people are not fulfilling their obligation to keep me well fed and happy. Skinny cats are unhappy cats. Or brainwashed. I'm proud to carry most of my weight around my stomach.
By the way, This week Kashim, and Othello are real heroes. They are hosting Weekend Cat Blogging and Bad Kitty Cat Festival of Chaos (with help from their mom, I bet.). And don't forget about Carnival Of Cats at Pets Garden Blog, and The Friday Ark at Modulator.
And I told mom it was a bad idea using the flash when she took these pictures. I was right.