A throne for Oz the Great and Powerful

Oz the Great and Powerful has found himself a throne.  The throne of course has to be able to accommodate his girth, sitting or lying as the case may be.

Before and After

When we took Ozzy in, he had short sporty fur and weighed a little under 10 pounds. The vet warned us that he was nowhere near growing and was going to be a BIG cat. 

This is what he looked like last summer—a normal sized cat.

This is Ozzy now. He's probably gained 10 pounds in fur. He's a massive cat. He weighs a ton (more than my 15 pound kettle bell, though they are different shapes). I practically throw my back out when I pick him up. And look at that fur. He's quite fluffy now. I guess that's his winter coat? Either way, he's officially a fat cat now. We're worried he's kitty obese. He seems to be thoroughly enjoying being spoiled: regular meal times (eating the other cats' food), sleeping in soft beds, finding the best spot to lounge in etc. The other cats are far more active than him. He just sleeps in one soft spot. So if anyone knows a kitty personal trainer, we might be in the market. 

Update: After I wrote this, Ozzy sprinted a few laps around the house and jumped loudly on a lot of furniture. Apparently, he CAN be an active cat when his mama calls him out. 

Cat Chaise

This is a scratchy chaise I bought for the cats. (Matt got one for Ozzy and all the cats loved it so we bought and second one for downstairs.) All the cats think it's just perfect for lounging or scratching. Ozzie says it was $12 well spent. Here he is working on his pinup poses. Can you tell how much he's been eating?

FAT

Our dog is fat.

His annual trip to the vet revealed what I'd been expecting: 75 pounds. He's up 13 pounds since last year. It's his cookie weight. He won't eat his food unless there are treats in it. He expects a cookie every time he goes on a walk or does his business. If you forget, he'll remind you by walking over to his treat spot and putting his snout as close as possible to the treats.

We spend a fortune on treats: Beggin' Strips, Snausages. His favorite are Lick-N-Crunch cookies—peanut butter sandwich cookies for dogs.

Also, his dad took him for an ice cream cone on the way home. They have a tradition of stopping for food on the way home from the vet. This might be part of the problem.

He needs to get more exercise and go on more walks and lay off the cookies. It's diet time, buddy.

Also, ouch did this vet trip hurt. And I'm not talking about the shots, it was the bill. $270.