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I don’t like the sound of this

“People food for Cats-“

I smell bananas and spinach- and it had better be for Sushi.

I think the Can Opener’s obsession with fruits and vegetables has gone a little too far. Of course, some cats (like the psycho cat next door- Sheba-) actually like some of this weird stuff. She even goes crazy when her human has watermelon until she gets some of it.

So, if you’re one of those cats that like people food- you’ll love this. But if not- just remember, this wasn’t my idea- the Can Opener did it!


Sushi’s Diet Chronicles

I’m exhausted after my “workout” – I worked so hard watching the Can Opener do hers- now I need a nap!

Note to Can Opener: I don’t do diets!

I know the Can Opener thinks it’s important to exercise and watch your diet. But I do ‘watch’ my diet. I watch it sit there in the bowl until I devour it!

But after that, the bowl is empty, so what the flea and I supposed to be “watching?”

Oh- maybe this is what she means about ‘watching my diet’-

Fine- I’ll leave the pickles (and mustard) off my burgers.

And I don’t get why she is always trying to make me exercise. I do exercise! Do you have any idea the amount of energy it takes to snore? It’s exhausting!

But I do exercise in other ways—when she’s not looking- (because she doesn’t like it when I do this- so I do it in the middle of the night while she’s sleeping- that way she thinks Twilight did it)…

I’ll never tell…

And this counts as exercise…

But she’ll never catch me doing it…
I’ve even tried fishing- but the fish fights back!

Honestly, I don’t know what kind of exercise she expects a slender 17.9 pound cat to do! But I have found one exercise I really love to do…

Becoming a speed bump!

Those critters need something to stop them on those noisy scooters! 😹



Look what Twilight did!

No, I’m not coming out of my box. Twilight broke it. It’s MINE!

Twilight needs a diet, Mom.

Mom, why is it I’m on a diet, but not Twilight? Look what she did to my box! She slept in it and flattened the whole side of it! And left her fur all over my favorite green blankie.

Now when I want to go hide under my bed, I have half a box left! Now I’m going to go flatten her box, and leave my fur on her favorite blankie- but you need to order me a new box, okay? And how about washing my blankie, so I don’t get her fur all over me…I don’t want Smokey making fun of me about this- It’ll ruin my reputation.

And hurry up, with that new box order, okay? She’ll come flying in any minute now and try to take it over again unless you distract her with treats. By the way- where are those treats? I want to get my share before the little flea sucks them all up on her way to my box.

Hurry up, okay?

MOL! 😹 I’m not big enough to flatten your box, Sushi! You did it!! And, I already ate all the treats!


Sushi’s Diet Chronicles

Oops. I did it again!

The Can Opener has been really trying hard to help me trim down. But short of a pair of scissors, I don’t think it’s happening!

You see, the problem is, there’s food. And where there’s food, I’m there too… that is, as soon as I can get there. And if she opens tuna, I’m there a lot faster!

And it doesn’t help that Skinny little miss Twilight saunters by all slim and slick and makes me look like Mount Everest. I told her to quit doing that, but she never listens. And she gives me these snide looks when the Can Opener gives her treats as if to say, “I get more than you!

(Twilight)- No I don’t, Mount -Sushi! And I can’t help it if I’m “slim and slick”- That’s because I don’t lay my head in my food bowl… and besides, I hunt all day, and all night if Mom lets me stay out- but the only thing you hunt is treats!

Mom- You might want to let Twilight out now-one of these days, I’m going to slither up behind her and SQUASH her like a bug!

By the way, is that salmon I smell?


The Sushi Diet: Day 1

Did I hear a can open?

I was feeling great this morning. Then I woke up.

And I remembered the Vet wanted me on a diet. I thought I was on a diet. A very nice one, actually- food on demand (MY demand). Treats several times a day just because I’m cute. And because the critters come over and beg to feed me treats -(they’re my secret agents). The diet I was on was very satisfying. High protein dry food with all the good stuff- a variety of very expensive tiny cans of deliciousness- and a few hundred treats a day.

I didn’t see anything wrong with it. So imagine my surprise this morning when I didn’t get the usual amount of food in my dish, and I wasn’t offered my morning appetizer of treats… I looked at the human for clues- and she reminded me the vet said I had to go on a diet.

I kept trying to reason with her, but she had made up her mind. So I gave her a stern warning, and we’ll see tomorrow if she gets to keep her job.

More tomorrow. For now, it’s not looking good for her.