After the bad breath and dandruff, we started noticing another trend in Duncan. He was losing weight and looking faaaabulous….minus the bad breath, dandruff, and recent emergence of his ribs.
I was trying to give a few options to describe his weight in this cattoon – if you want to be ironic and somewhat in denial, look at the top names but if you want to be brutal and insulting but more realistic, look at the bottom names.
Yes, it’s true that at some point in Duncan’s life he was weighing in at around 26 pounds, unless my scale was off. More recently he has been cruising around at 17 pounds or so. I know, I know. He really is a big cat (sure he has weight he could do without, but he’s genuinely big boned) but he totally used to get into my roommate’s cat’s food, which was specialty food for her cat’s lack of gaining weight. I also had an automatic feeder and D figured out how to paw it and get food whenever he wanted – smart bastard.
When these problems started rolling in though, the poor dude became more frantic for food and dropped to a slim and sexy 14 pounds….in like a few months. I learned from my vet that they should drop no more than like 1/4 to a 1/2 of a pound a month. Yeesh. this was not appropriate weight loss. Sure he might fit in with the high fashion world but he’s not quite hip enough for that.
This was proving to look like more of a serious problem than just an annoying cat with bad hygiene…..