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Max is ALWAYS clamoring to be fed. But after almost 8 months of raiding the Spots' food bowls and tearing into bags of bread (which he'll take bites out of, even if he really prefers it with a thick layer of cream cheese on top), I can't believe how little weight he's gained.
Yesterday I weighed all three cats. Max is 8.2 pounds, up from just over 7 when we first met. Each of the Spots is more than twice his size; 17+!
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Maurice Sendak: Where the Wild Things Are
Max was named after the Wildest Thing of All. Like Maurice Sendak's Max, Stick Figure Cat likes having dinner waiting after a wild rumpus.
Margery Williams: The Velveteen Rabbit
While filling out Max's adoption paperwork, I thought of the Velveteen Rabbit. Just as he went from unwanted to adorable, every abandoned animal has the potential to "become real".
Hayde Ardalan: Milton
Max looks a tiny bit like Milton, "an exceptional cat with a curious nose" :)
Rudyard Kipling: The Jungle Book
Remember how Mowgli's wolf parents introduced their new boy to the pack? Max's first meeting with the Spots reminded me of that.
He better enjoy that metabolism now.
That will all change once he hits 30!
Seriously though he does not look dangerously skinny. Maybe it will just take him a little time to gain?
Posted by: Michael Trott | August 02, 2008 at 08:43 PM