So I went over to the Lap Lady yesterday and decided it was time for a talk. I opened the conversation with a loud MeeeerrOOOOW. Followed by a merrrr, repeated 5-6 times. This is what I do when we need to talk.
I told her to wake up and smell the cat nip, I'm NOT skinny. Sure, as compared to most other cats I'm thin but my breeder says I'm a great weight and I feel and act completely normally.
Still, she did not believe me and continued to poke at my disappearing front-butt.
I sighed, started purring and lead her over to the computer where I continually hit the 000000000000000 key while she was trying to log into blogger. This made her go look at pictures of me to help me with my posting. A few more meows and she was on the right track.
The evidence shows that I am the same body size and structure that I was in November. It was December-early March where I put on a few....ahem...Holiday pounds. Its true...I was the definition of "Baby Got Back" for a while. Really, it wasn't all that flattering to have such a thin front and and such a big "Look at Me Boo-tay".
Lets just say the Lap Lady now thinks I'm just fine but is still making me eat all of my stinky goodness. That's fine with me!