In preparation for my boxing match in the Cat-O-Lympics, I had a weigh-in. My human said it was really because I “don’t eat enough for an ant to live on,” but I think she just said that to throw Binga off. I don’t want her to learn any of my training secrets. In any case, my weigh-in involved a trip to the vet, which is never my favorite experience.
Some vet tech manhandled me horribly (I won’t go into details) and put me on the scale. I was 5 lbs., 13 oz. — I am down two ounces! This is a big deal when you are up against a light heavyweight like Binga. Plus, she has a very big appetite. Whereas my human wants me to eat more, she’s always making sure that Binga doesn’t pig out.
I wondered if this meant I got to have extra cat treats, like fresh chicken breast and lots and lots of other goodies.
But my human said it was more important that I got healthy stuff, preferably hypoallergenic cat food containing protein such as rabbit, venison and duck. They can’t tell why I don’t eat enough, but think maybe my digestive system gets irritated sometimes. It gets irritated, all right! Because I get stupid cat food and not enough treats.
Then the vet took me somewhere and they drew blood and urine samples to make sure all my “numbers” are okay, even though I check out fine in every other way. So I may be a little underweight, but I know I’ll be in top shape for Thursday’s bout. I’m ready to do battle now!
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