I am not at all afraid of my cat.
My cat tried to kill me. But I'm sure I had it coming.
It all started when I mocked my cat's ass on Twitter. Izzy the cat is—well, she's become a big girl. She rapidly morphed from an adorable teacup-sized kitten to a hulking mass who causes the house to shake when she jumps off a chair. Here is what she was:
And here's Izzy now!
She actually looks relatively slender here, due no doubt to her slimming black hue. She's way more of a moose than you can tell from the picture. In real life, she causes people to exclaim in surprise when they see her. She's not small.
I don't even know how she fits on this windowsill.
I know that this is partly our fault. Or at least it's our fault for not addressing the issue as soon as we noticed her rapid expansion. It occurred, as these things do, after she was spayed. When she figured there was no reason to keep up her girlish figure. She let herself go, and we let her do it.
Look, now her back-fat is causing her to slip:
So lately it seems that she is too heavy to clean herself. Specifically, she cannot reach her butt. And this is disgusting. I even tried cleaning her myself—out of love, yes, but mostly disgust—but the fur is all matted, and now there's no getting it out. It's clear that we need to take her to the vet and get the whole cat-butt problem worked out. She's also apparently incapable of cleaning her back, now, and let's face it, it's really hard to pet her when she's like this. Our love, apparently, is conditional, and the condition is "must not have pooplets stuck to ass when you rub our legs for a pet."
Oh wait, I just found a picture in which her enormous girth is revealed.
NOW YOU SEE. Quick, look away—I can't be sure what prolonged viewing of her Rasputin-like gaze would do to your brains.
I feel bad for her, but that didn't stop me from writing a Twitter about her ass. And not a few minutes later, I walked into the kitchen, and Izzy dashed in front of the doorway, causing me to fly across the room, landing on both wrists and one knee. I had to lie there for a while. Henry came in and offered to kiss my knee, but I demurred. Over the next few days, my knee turned all kinds of colors. My parts hurt. But it could have been much worse.
I have never almost been killed by a cat before, and it's a humbling experience. I can only conclude that Izzy can read, and that she's following me on Twitter. She's probably reading my blog. So I just want to say here that 1) my cat is beautiful, no matter what condition her ass is in, and 2) I was wrong to publicly mock her. Oh, and 3) I am sure that if we take her to the vet it will be so she can be admired, and not to have her hindquarters shaved and a tasteless diet food prescribed. In conclusion, my cat is beautiful. A big, beautiful beast.
If I don't post in a couple of days, you'll know that she didn't accept my apology.










September 29, 2008




Reader Comments (71)
Oh my Lord... this has just sent me into gales of laughter so long and intense my mascara is now running, my stomach muscles are tired and my kid thinks I'm out of my mind. But only because HE didn't get brain melt from the Rasputin-like gaze. Well, that, and... he doesn't understand the Rasputin reference.
BTW: Izzy is perhaps a little zaftig, but the constant showing of her belly shows that she is comfortable around you guys and trusts you. She is a happy cat.
meh.
I have to say - I LOVE your wood floors!! They are so what I would love to have in an old house.
LMAO I almost farted with laughter. No wonder she was out to get you. I would, too, after a line like that!!!
LOVE the last Izzy photo. She is gorgeous.
This was a good read, by the way...
Anyway, raw food doesn't have to be difficult - they make the food in frozen little patties that have to be defrosted. How hard is that? We currently have 13 cats, of various ages and origins. (we have a small rescue) We've converted all of our cats to raw food (from Wild Kitty to Nature's Variety to homemade) and eventually, even the elderly cats who grew up with kibble have switched. And, they can now all clean their own butts.
We had a reason for switching - we had a kitten with IBS and kibble makes him very sick. It's horribly sad to watch a kitten with gas pains so bad they make him cry. The raw food fixed him. The raw food also fixed our fat cat from Best Friends who used to always have a dirty butt.
Raw food can be a little work (the Wild Kitty mix) or it can be as easy as defrosting frozen patties or nuggets (Wild Kitty frozen, Nature's Variety, Primal, etc.), and I think it would make Izzy feel better. And, you wouldn't be grossed out by her filthy butt and her matted back hair.
At the very least, decent wet food like you'd find at the fancy schmancy pet food stores (w/ one cat, it doesn't cost so much - we can't afford canned food for 13 of them) would help. Just make sure the ingredients aren't full of fillers and floor scrapings.
Of our 13 cats, the heaviest one is maybe 13 pounds. They all have great skin, fur, and best of all they smell clean. Plus, it's better for their kidneys. http://www.wildkittycatfood.com/healthbenefits.htm
Or, if you don't want to go any further than Petco, Natural Balance is a good chain store food if you don't want to feed raw. The most a cat should have is 2/3 of a 5.5/6 oz can of wet food.