Meow

My human says I must start keeping this blog to prove I am making a "real" effort to lose weight. I don't know why she doubts my sincerity. I mean, just because I shredded the bag of the vile low calorie "food" she bought then peed on it--what did she expect? Felines cannot live on free-range mice alone.

Anyway, my life is perfect the way it is. I have a nice toasty layer of flesh that cushions me nicely when I decide to roll from one side of the bed to the other, which is all the excercise I need.

My food for the day so far as of 9 a.m.:

2 cups of Meow Mix (my cup and my brother, Leo's)

1 oz. of mackerel from the top of the dog's dinner

10 laps of yogurt from human's bowl when she went to answer the phone

Excercise:

Walk to kitchen for breakfast

Walk back to bed for nap

Walk back to kitchen to steal dog's food

Walk back to bed for nap

Walk to dining room to steal human food

Leap to dining room table

Lapping up of yogurt

Walk back to bed for nap