I bought Dolores another toy, consisting of a sisal cylinder with a spring-loaded, bell-attached fuzzy ball. The cylinder doubles as a container for catnip, and for only a couple dollars, was a decent find. I also bought a small bag of wet cat food in gravy as a treat. After smelling this gourmet food, I’m now determined that all cat food has the same unique “cat food smell”, the way garbage has the universal “garbage smell”, whether someone throws out the last bites of his filet mignon or the moldy remains of her KD.
As Trolley has most aptly noticed, Dolly is now developing a gut, and her once lithe figure is accompanied by a soft belly of sorts. As can be seen in these before and after photos, the gut protrudes most distinctly from the neutral sitting position, and now covers up the hind legs.
