Fennec sleeps in the most hilarious, absurd positions. It makes me remember that Rumi used to have oddball sleeping positions too, but nowadays he seems to sleep in a pretty normal position. I wonder if Fennec will change when he gets older, too. I hope not--I love finding him in these positions, belly up.
He also makes the most awesome, funny noises, these loud sort of vocalized sighs while he's asleep, and the annoyed grunts have only gotten more pronounced and crack me up. He's a really fun little crazy guy to have around.
So Lynxie went to the vet for his annual checkup (he's two years old now). I knew I was going to get the overweight-cat lecture. Sure enough. Of course that lecture has to be given, but it still makes me feel ashamed, like I'm a bad animolecule guardian.
The amazing part is that we were all (even the vet, when she pulled him out of his carrier) betting he was going to weigh in at about 20 pounds. Instead, he's only 16 pounds! I was really surprised. He looks and feels much heavier than that. I thought that was pretty great, and maybe I'd be spared the lecture after all. But no. Apparently he should weigh about 14 pounds based on his general large frame. So he is technically obese, poor guy.
The vet gave me a few suggestions to try to keep him at or below his current weight to try to prevent diabetes, but I know it's going to be tough, because with six cats all eating the same thing and only one of them overweight... I think his getting more exercise will be the only thing we can do. We need to try to play with him when he's alone (or relatively alone). Because he's very passive and at the bottom of the pecking order amongst all the cats, if there's playing going on, he just watches from a distance. If none of the others are around, though, he will play.
And now, about little Fennec's growth rate: it's insane. We got him about a month ago or so (I'm too lazy to look it up right now), at 2 pounds. Kittens (conveniently) add precisely one pound a month as they grow up. Fennec weighed in at 4.2 pounds. The vet is astonished. So am I. He already looks like a 5- or 6-month old "catten" (and he's definitely much younger than that, based on his teeth). At this rate, he's going to be freakin' enormous. And we might have the Lynxie-type weight problem, too, since Fennec loves food. So stay tuned for future news about my gargantuan kitties.
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