Good grief. No sooner did we add a 17-lb. kitty to our household than we heard about a real heavyweight: a 44-lb. cat in New Jersey.
That’s much more than what I weigh. And I am a dog.
“We’re ignoring that story,” my mom said. “Ophelia is still on a diet. If she’ll ever leave her laundry room hideout, we’ll start her kitty aerobics program.”
No wonder Ophelia wants to hide. My mom’s a terror when she gets fixated on an idea.
Then again, she said, the New Jersey cat, “Princess Chunk,” got all kinds of publicity. Chunk sat in Diane Sawyer’s lap, totally calm. (Diane wore a white skirt that won’t show Chunk’s white hair. Chris Cuomo, wearing a dark suit, edged away).
“Imagine what all this publicity could do for my copywriting business,” Cathy said.
Get real, mom. Your cats will always be liabilities. I’m the asset around here.