Patricia is back in the city, much to her disappointment. Cindy is, too, much to hers.
We corralled her into her carrier and took her to the vet's. The vet took her away to weigh her, returning a few minutes later with a song in her heart. The vet, that is. Turns out that Cindy is up to six pounds and half an ounce. Nearly a pound increase in 2 weeks. We just have to make sure she keeps eating and putting on weight.
Meanwhile, Patricia noticed tonight that Newbie is becoming a chunky monkey. He is eating the same high fat diet Cindy is, along with the flora stuff that acts as a probiotic to stimulate appetite, which only makes Newbie eat even more.
Patricia will be out of town for the Becoming an Outdoor Woman thing. While she's gone, I will keep both cats well fed, especially Cindy. She gets to eat pretty much as much as she wants as long as she is able to keep it down. She's on meds to help prevent that. As long as I can keep Newbie away from all the extra victuals.
We had a brief power outage at work today. In a near panic, I confided to my co workers that if I should die before the power came back, that they could turn on me. Was that an overreaction? I'm not sure.
Been a long day. Time to turn in.
See you tomorrow.