Well some new exercise he has to do now is hopping through his new kitty door. We have this weird 7x10 ft room (might be smaller) that didn't have a door. I put up a baby gate he could get under but not the dogs.
Today we went to the house parts salvage store for all things old, and found the right sized door, even in the right stain with original brass fixtures for $50, brought it home, cleaned it, hung it, and sawed out a cat door. Now he has to hop through. We're going to clean the room out and build a cat tower of sorts, litter box hidden in cabinet below, food and water on the 2nd deck, and sleeping up top with a bed, and toys around.
He doesn't play with me like I'm used to as far as kittens go. He's only good for a couple swats... no chasing. He looks at the toy I threw, looks at me, swishes his tail, looks back at the toy, back at me, all like "Woman please, what do you take me for" and then he saunters off.
With the new and improved cat room, he might find himself terrorized by a kitten. Unless I find another rescue that's more... spritely.
He's been getting turkey, eggs, and tuna, small bits. Really limited on the cat food... I measure out 1 ounce in the morning, and he nibbles at it all day. Can't use cups for measuring... I read to do ounces.
We have Venison I'll pull out when the turkey is gone.
I think I know how he got fat... he is a serious beggar for people food. Over my dead body cat! You can't play with me, no people food for you.
Don't want to go the raw fed diet, and canned food just makes for yucky teeth. So I went with Blue Buffalo, higher protein, low carbs. Fed twice daily when he gets his insulin injections. Not only has it helped him lose weight, it's helped with managing his sugar levels. He'd been on a prescription diet that did not help at all and even made him vomit. No probs with BB!
