This Town Has Gone to the Cats

My life revolves around the feeding cycles of my obese cats. Recently I took them to the vet and learned that 20 pounds is a not a healthy weight for a feline. Self control is not something they possess (I'm guessing they inherited that trait from me), and as a result this whole cat diet thing has taken over my life. My cats act so starved during the day that they have taken to eating inanimate objects. Paper, string, garbage, it's all food to them. I carefully guard my own meals because if I so much as glance away, my food will disappear. Every morning I awake to a cat pouncing on my forehead, howling for food. Twice a day I carefully portion out little dishes of diet formula cat food only to have them devour it in seconds. The diet began four months ago and the big weigh in was yesterday. Neither shed so much as an ounce of fat off their chubby thighs. Sigh.

Cat lovers, this one is for you. On my recent trip to Puerto Rico, I was delighted to discover that I am not the only one who allows felines to run my life. Old San Juan is practically teeming with cats and they have worked there way into the hearts of all who live there. The cats are considered sacred and are regularly blessed by priests, random food dishes throughout the city ensure the cats are properly fed, and an assortment of litter boxes keep the city clean. This town really has gone to the cats.

Dog lovers - I didn't forget about you. Look at little Fido here sleeping in the window. (Do you think maybe he's been influenced by the behavior of his feline friends?)

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