Hey, Fat Boy!

Newt is getting FAT!

Picking him up these days feels rather like hefting a sleek,  furry cinder block!  He’s HEAVY!  

From the side, he doesn’t look fat, except for the odd little poochy poo he has right in front of his hind legs. (That’s another post I need to make today – do you think he may be part Egyptian Mau?) But, if you look at him from the over the top, he looks as if he swallowed a softball. It’s really hysterical with him trotting alongside, belly swaying to and fro, pling, pling, pling, pling, punctuated with his kittenish miaow, miaow, miaow.

From what we’ve seen, he’s probably one of the larger sized liver shunt cats, weighing in at a hefty, almost ten pounds. 

On one hand, we are thrilled and amazed that our scrawny, runty, scruffy little baby has blossomed and filled out amazingly well.   On the other hand, we sure don’t want to have obesity issues on top of everything else that Newt has to deal with.