As you may recall, after that throat tumor was removed, I was diagnosed with cancer. I cooperated for about six months as Mom fed me wet cat food with medicine stirred in it. I really like my dry food rather than all of the wet types Mom tried. After the six months, I refused to eat the wet stuff. I left it for Sophia. She loved it. Mom watched as Sophia gained the weight that Mom hoped I would gain. I tried to tell her that I liked my new svelte shape. There is nothing wrong with a 15 pound cat who transforms as an 11 pound powerful one. She still worried.

This last week Dad was holding me when he said, “I think Murphy has gained weight.” Mom decided to check. She brought out the electronic scale and stepped on it. She then picked me up and stepped on the scale again. She is able to do the math in her head quickly. I can now announce to my followers that I’m a 12 pound cat! I feel great. I am sure that extra pound is all muscle.