I've always been a bit concerned about Minnie's weight. The vet assured us she was a big cat and that she wasn't particularly overweight. She's been putting it away ever since. You see, like most cats she loves here food. Her dear brother Maxwell couldn't be more different. He has a difficult relationship with food and eats only small morsels at a time. This would be fine but he won't eat anything that's been in his bowl for more than an hour so it gets wasted. And Minnie scores the leftovers. I think they may have hatched some kind of arrangement here and whilst I'm not spending more money on cat food, I'm conscious that Minnie is having trouble holding herself upright when attempting to groom her behind. We were fine with the prospect of an overfed cat which would be our insurance policy that she wouldn't eat the newly hatched chickens. She's not pursued any chickens in the garden at all but I think this has more to do with good rooster management than her appetite. Once a swift and great tree climber, and often seen skipping off into the garden, she now limits her exercise to the only necessary and the broken branches on the tree will still remain a mystery. We'll have to keep an eye on this one. She might be in for a new year's resolution somehow.
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