Fat Cat

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Perhaps he's just big boned.......

I suppose, if you put him on your lap you would save a fortune in heating bills. He'd be good for weight resistance exercises as well.

Isn't that the point of cats - because they are cosier that way.

Sorry, gigling away here at a mental image of me repeatedly lifting Digby above my head in an effort to improve the bingo wings!

If he's black, he'll be like Lucifer in the old Disney Cinderella cartoon!

Marelli , he's tabby and (so far) looks in proportion, if you know what I mean. I wish I was a bit more technically able, I could put some photos up.

I think you should definitely put him on the weight loss thread!

A friend has a cat who was a similar weight, the vet classified him as obese and she now has special food which she has to weigh out each day.

In can't understand why Digby is so big, he hardly bothers with tinned food, just licks the jelly and leaves the rest (I now put very small amounts in each of the 3 bowls as I know the other 2 will finish his as well as their own), he does like his biscuits though.

He goes out, unlike Lily for whom the world is far too big and (in her opinion) is populated by cat murderers. And now that the butterfly season has finished, he's switched to leaf chasing, which keeps him quite busy.

My neighbour's cat was considered obese, and was told to give him special food as well. He didn't eat it and mewed piteously at her, so she just carried on giving him what he liked. He didn't eat much either, really. He was a fine cat and used to love lying like a drunken old man in the catnip in her garden.

My friends cat has managed to nearly make his target weight, but it's easier to manage his intake as he's an only cat. When you've got 3 it's nearly impossible!

My son's family has two cats- brother and sister - the male is as obese as any cat I have ever seen and the two of them have to be separated at feeding time as he would undoubtedly steal his sister's food! He is a couch potato cat whereas she is an active outdoors cat.

Loved the story about the bath. Reminds me of the Halloween party we had yesterday. Was playing hide and seek with two oldest grandchildren. We didn't realise the 2-year old had joined in till quite a while later. He'd been hiding under a bed waiting for someone to find him for about 15 minutes, poor little mite! Sorry no idea what to do about an obese cat, I'm a dog person.
Can't you take him for a walk?

I took some photos of him in the bath, must ask Mr P if he can help me upload them.

Jodi , I'm a cat and a dog person! Just don't have a dog at present.

Digby takes himself for walks, chases leaves, plays chasing games with the other cats etc, so other than trying to restrict his biscuit rations, not sure what I can do.

Phoenix, I think the answer to Digby's weight might be found in a wonderful book called Six Dinner Sid. If you aren't familiar with it, it's a wonderful story about a puss with a similar problem.

Ah, is that the one about a cat who "lives" at multiple houses, and ends up being taken to the vets by all and sundry?

Yes, and being such a charmer, he gets dinner at every house too. When he was finally outed and his diet restricted he got thinner, but I felt so sorry that his fun was spoilt.

I'm certain that Digby isn't eating anywhere else, we live in a cul de sac of 7 houses, with more cats than people, and I would have been told if he was dining out! Our Maurice used to bring his friend Fluff Gordon from next door round for a quick snack. Dear old Fluff is dead now, Maurice tries to persuade Toffee to come in, but Toffee is having none of it!

Maybe, but.....my neighbour has six cats who are supposed to stay in their own territory. She feeds them on a fancy vet biscuit. We have a cat flap with a magnet. Every so often I was puzzled as to why my pussy's bones and meat had gone AWOL. Until I crept down one morning and found Stalin stuffing himself with pussy's dinner and my puss crying helplessly. The old devil had us all fooled and worked out how to master the magnets.

Stalin ? I know there is a whole website devoted to cats that look like Hitler, but...................

He's called Stalin because he's a dictator, gets his own way and has left a trail of dead rats and mice in his wake. He's a handsome boy though.

I often wonder if cats have their own names, if you know what I mean? Sort of "Hello, my people call me Fluffy, but I am Voltirio, slayer of a thousand voles"

A friend of mine had this with a cat, She was getting nagged by the vet regularly as the cat went on getting fatter. The friend eventually discovered that the cat was helping itself to the large sacks of cat food stored in the shed after tearing open the packaging.

phoenix - now there's a subject for a children's book!