Does my butt look big? OK, I guess a fella shouldn’t ask that question unless he’s prepared to hear the brutal truth. I never used to worry about such things, but as you may recall, I recently had a visit to the doctor in which my mamas were told I was gaining too much weight.
Ever since then, life has been a little different here. The days of just blinking longingly and looking cute and having the all-you-can-eat buffet promptly restocked are apparently over. Now my food is rationed. A couple of days ago, Those Two even made me participate in a weigh-in. Are you kidding me?
Maybe I should start exercising more. Say, that reminds me: how are your New Year’s resolutions going?
Oxbow's World 
Dear Mr. Oxbow, sorry to read of the eternal struggle most humanoids and well fed furry friends face. You are just such a handsome and beguiling four-footed being. Maybe you should run around the house playing tag with Mama G. For now, Mama C is unable to chase you…hope she is recovering nicely.
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Thanks, Babs. Mama G has been trying to entice me into playing more, but hey, I’m a cat and I do things on my own terms. I love watching her throwing and rolling my toys, then chasing after them herself, while I just sit there. Now that’s a good game!
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