As I mentioned a few weeks ago, we are utterly perplexed by the ability of one of our cats to keep getting fatter and fatter, while the other one is perfectly normal-sized. They’ve both been on prescription diet food for over a year, and while Molly has been doing fine on it, Milly just keeps getting heavier. And we watch them carefully – Milly isn’t snaffling Molly’s food, if anything it’s the other way around. In short: It is a mystery.

Last night we weighed them and it turns out that not only is Milly getting heavier, Molly is getting lighter. The poor little thing weighs almost two kilos less than her sister now. Two kilos! And she is beginning to feel positively bony. So, we’ve started a new regime. As of this morning, Milly is still on the diet food, but Molly is back on normal cat food.

This is easy enough to enforce because Molly, being lighter, can jump up onto the kitchen worktop and Milly, being lardier, cannot. So I plonked Molly on the worktop this morning with a bowl of sardine cat food, while down below Milly was presented with a bowl of the usual low-fat gravel. You can imagine the reaction:

Molly: OMG FOR REALS? I GET SARDINES? I would tell you at great length how you are the greatest human ever except I am too busy INHALING FISH.
Milly: WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIL
Molly: Om Nom Nom
Milly: Mummy! Molly has sardines! I don’t have sardines! You have forgotten about me!
Me: Milly your bowl is here. Look! Sweet delicious vet-prescribed gravel!
Milly: This is not the fishy goodness that I can smell! YOU DON’T LOVE ME ANYMORE!
Molly: Slurp Om Nom
Me: It is because I love you that I am feeding you gravel Milly. This is what’s called tough love.
Milly: I WOULD PREFER SARDINE LOVE.
Molly: *licks paw* That was delicious Mummy. You can let that fat bag lick the bowl out if you want. I’m feeling generous.