Petting = Punctures
It's been a whole year since I had two bladder stones removed and Mommy switched us all over to wet food. Since then not only have I NOT had a bladder infection, I've trimmed down over a pound and found new energy and zest for life! Mommy and Daddy sometimes wonder if they brought home the same kitty, I'm so crazypants, running around like my tail's on fire. I'm the right kitty, though--I like to give the bitey! Hard.
I have hips!
At first I didn't realize that wet food was "food" and I refused to eat it! Mommy had to sprinkle crushed kibble dust on the stinky goodness to get me to eat it. That lasted about two weeks. Nowadays I shout at Mommy in the morning while she's smashing up our breakfast and follow her around to each feeding station to see which flavor is going where.
Don't get me wrong, I still love kibble, but I gotta admit it's nice to have the spunk to play, and no dandruff! We are all softer, happier, and less hefty.
Well, MOST of us are less hefty...
Who're you calling hefty!?!
ha ha ha!
XX Grayce XX