There are times when I wish that someone could just give me the amount of food I need to eat and I was unable to actually get any for myself. Wouldn’t that make weight loss and maintenance a lot easier?
Pixie had a tendency to be on the heavier side in the past, especially when she lived out in our shop. We think she was eating mice in addition to her regular food. Also, we found she loves fats. If there was an olive oil bottle or some spilled coconut oil, she would eat it. She kind of was a little chubster.
I portion out her food every day. She rarely gets snacks other than catnip. Now the vet says she should not gain any weight, but doesn’t need to lose, either. She currently is 10 pounds. She looks bigger because of her fur and her giant feet.
She never has wanted people food – which I am thrilled about. That means no begging at the table or pestering company for food. Pixie eats dried kibble and 1/4 can of wet food per day.
But – have I ever mentioned that Pixie is a picky eater? She loves her canned food, but it has to be very specific. It must be Friskies brand. I got her some gourmet organic stuff and she just turned her nose up at it. (Billy ate that stuff right up, so it didn’t go to waste.)
Not only does it have to be Friskies, but it has to be the pate. No flakes. No shreds. Just pate.
Well, someone wasn’t paying attention when she grabbed food at the store last week.
Shreds. Oh dear.
I opened up the can and put some on her plate. She looked at it and then looked at me and walked away.
Then she sat on the counter while I made breakfast and stared at me in annoyance.
Very unhappy camper. Eventually she will eat the shreds, but she certainly lets it be known that she is not happy about it. That can is gone and I was especially careful at the grocery store this weekend to get the pate.
I suppose if I had limited food and it wasn’t something I really liked, I would probably be a little pissy, too!