Trixie is the smallest cat we’ve ever had, our recalcitrant eater clocked in at 8 pounds today. We once got her as high as 8.7 pounds but that required more than the normal feedings, she’d prefer to graze throughout the day but we can’t leave food out as other members of the household don’t need so much convincing to eat.
Your young sister will discover her hero is in the deepest of sleeps and snuggle up face-to-face as she prefers, but you do not.
Sunday morning Sam ate one of Ellie’s pills so we called the ASPCA poison control hotline (1-888-426-4435) and verified he’d be OK. For a few hours he could see through time but mostly he just slept deeply through the afternoon. By dinner time he had perked up and with an appetite in full song he was ready to eat his food and everyone else’s.
Thankfully not as much as an adventure as last year at this time.
I knew the cats would explore the top of the kitchen cabinets but my money was on Boo being the first to reach those heights. Not only was Trixie first, she’s made a repeat visit.
I know they checked for termites, did they check for cats?
