Oh No A Diet Day

After I went to see Laura at the vets yesterday everyone was pleased with me and kept saying how good I was and how well behaved I was. I said it was all well and good telling me this but the proof of the pudding was in the eating so to speak. I should be rewarded with extra tuna and cream and maybe some of those tasty biscuit treats that Sebastian really likes.

Then the awful meaning of Laura's words hit home.

"He's a lovely cat in excellent condition apart from being a bit weighty!"

Those words echoed through my head and my personal shopper's reply of "OK well it is time for a diet for young Casper then!"

I remember the words but I was preoccupied at the time. I had just had a needle shoved into me and that cold liquid squirted into places it really ought not to go and then to cap it all Laua got a gun out and tried to shoot me. She sent the bullet - actually I think it was a tablet - right down the back of my throat and I couldn't wretch it up and spit it out. My mate Sebastian told me about the day he did that and the vet got quite cross! My mind at the time was working out how to apy back Laua for the indignity she had made me suffer and I didn't pay full attentiont o the words she was saying. I could have put on my pitiful look and whimpered a bit and drawn my breath ina nd looked all skinny and neglected and she would have said give him plenty of treats but I was thinking of revenge. I am a fool to myself at times.

So what happened to my breakfast. Half a dozen biscuits and a piece of tuna that if I had sneezed it would have blown into orbit. I thought I would be able to have a taster or two from max and Sebastian's rations but lo and behold they too were put on a diet.

Sebastian is very cross with me and is ignoring me as he thinks it is my fault he is being starved. max doesn't care too much except he likes to wander ina nd eat when he feels like it. Right now if you are not there at feed time there is no second chance so starvation is beckoning.

I fyou can send me the odd food parcel my friend Terry the postman will see that I get it alright with the two legs knowing.