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Sushi’s Diet Chronicles

I love this toy!

I hate being on a diet. It’s just not fair!

I have to admit I don’t like that the human has me on a diet, but in spite of my best attempt at pleading eyes, she still insists on keeping me on it. It’s downright depressing. Twilight gets to eat whenever she wants- “but Twilight’s only 8 pounds!”- or so the Human says. It’s still not fair. I mean, look at me. I’m twice her size, (and older) so I say I have seniority here. Obviously if I’m bigger, I need more food. But NO! According to the vet, I need less food, and the human is doing her best to see to it. Dangit.

But, at least one great thing comes with it….

And that is that the Can Opener schedules daily playtime with me now and makes it as much of a priority as her own workouts! She bought me a new toy, and Oh, my CATS I love it! Hey, at least she doesn’t make me do her workouts- holy catnip! Mine are a lot more fun! See for yourself!

Whew! I’m exhausted! I still hate being on a diet, but now I know I’ll get scheduled playtime every day because the human thinks its important for me.


The Attack of the Feather Hog

MOOOOOOOOOOOM! She’s not letting me play with the feather toy!

Mom’s always telling us to play nice. I don’t think so!

I happen to know that when Mom buys a new toy for us, she means it for both of us. But Sushi hogs it all to herself from the moment it’s delivered and she sniffs it out.

I don’t know why, but this thing has Sushi so captivated she won’t let me play with it unless she’s asleep on the bed and she doesn’t know it. The rest of the time she guards the thing like it’s her life. She will even lay on it when she’s done playing, and then growl when the Can Opener picks it up off the floor.

Really?

And the worst part is, the Can Opener lets her get by with it because “the vet said she needs to lose weight.” *HMPF!*

And she said it’s the first toy she’s used with Sushi that actually gets her MOVING. Even the vacuum cleaner won’t make her move. Mom could roll it right over her back and she’d lay there sleeping.

But I want my turn with that toy- so I think I’ll try a trick of my own to get her moving. There’s a big dog down the street holding a sign that says “will bark for food”- I’ll swap him a can of Fancy Feast to come chase Sushi, and maybe that’ll get her moving….right out the door!

Then that toy will be all mine. And I’ll lose 16.3 pounds! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!


Sushi’s Pawsome Caturday!

It’s MINE!! ALL MINE!!

A Caturday Surprise For Cute Little Me!

I thought today would be a typical Caturday. Mom sleeps in (way longer than Twilight and I approve of), then she has enough coffee to flood the Nile, waters the lawn and plants, then helps her sister with her garage sale or starts cleaning / baking.

What I didn’t expect was that she would surprise us with new treats, and a new toy!

Oh my FLEAS! THESE TREATS ARE LIFECHANGING!

They are available on Amazon- and check out this ingredient list!

I need to write to Santa about these….
Not just fish, but SIX different kinds of fish!

Image by OpenClipart-Vectors from Pixabay

I need a few boatloads of these, Mom.

But believe it or not, my favorite surprise was this pawsome toy!

That thing drives me crazy! I love it! In fact, I won’t let the human take it back! I’m keeping it all to my cute little self so Twilight doesn’t take it! It’s MINE! ALL MINE!!!!!!

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Image by tammyatWTI from Pixabay



The Sushi Diet Chronicles

I AM REALLY NOT LIKING THIS DIET.

I have only been on this diet since my last vet appointment. I can feel myself melting away to nothing. So, what’s so bad about weighing 16.3 lbs? I know a lot of humans who WISH they only weighed my weight. But they’re not on the diet- I AM. Poor innocent Sushi. It’s not fair…

The human heard me “snoring” during my nap today. Know what? I wasn’t snoring. THAT WAS MY TUMMY GROWLING! I can’t believe she actually bought me “weight management” food. When I complain that I’m getting fed less often, and getting different food, she tells me I’ll feel better when I’ve lost a few pounds. “One ounce at a time, Sushi.”

I’d love to give her “one ounce” of my claws.

Twilight knows its hard on me. And she doesn’t rat me out when I finish off her food. She just heads outside and leaves her dish for me to finish. But the trick is finding it before the human sees it and picks it up.

But at least the Can Opener is playing with me more now. I love that.

And Twilight makes me feel better.