Sunday, January 4, 2015

Roman is balding. And fat.

Our magical cat had to go to the vet when we got home from NYC because her face looked like this:



Thank goodness our vet office was open on New Years Eve. I spent an evening with hypochondriac itching and worries of mites or fleas, and thankfully we learned that it's just some sort of an allergic skin reaction, probably to our Christmas tree that Roman loves so very much. The red spots are self-caused by scratching itches and were quickly treated by a steroid shot and our promise to get rid of the tree asap. 

Unfortunately she is also almost 15 lbs (which is the current weight of the Aviary's golden eagle), so she is being relegated to a kitty weight loss plan. I think she likes being a BBC, but she also seems to like her new weight loss cat food just as much, and in the interest of supporting her in her apparent goals of immortality, it seems like the best course of action.

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