Biggest Loser, Cat Edition Week 2

We had the weigh in today. The results will follow. The friskeyness in our house has picked up over the last week. I sense that Chow is very serious about this. I have been doing extra workouts in the morning, primarily by making bread on the Old Guy for 10 minutes at a time until he kicks me off his lap. I have also started a new sport: kicking the ball around the house. Chow is so serious that last night he ran outside with the Old Guy chasing him. He immediately started doing a stairs workout at the house next store. The Old Guy wouldn't chase him up the stairs because he was worried about breaking through them . . . if you saw the neighbor's house and the outside stairs you'd understand this. Chow worked out for about an hour and then came home just as the Old Guy was cursing out his tv yelling "Barkalounger stinks" . . . something about USC football. Anyway Chow came in looking more fit than ever. Pinot, however, is not getting with the program. His routine in the morning is eat his food as fast as possible so he can poach everyone elses food. Then go lay on his back in the master bathroom and take a nap. After couple of hours he curls up in the round basket and that's where he stays until dinner.

So, predictably the results are as follows: Chow weighs in at 15 1/2 lbs, a loss of 1/2 pound and total two week loss of 1 1/2 lbs. I weighed in as 10 lbs, a loss of 1/2 pound and total loss of 1/2 pound. Pinot weighed in at 16 lbs. and no loss for the week and only 1/2 pound for the two weeks. Based on the look on the Old Guy's face, I have a feeling that Pinot is not going to be sleeping as much this week.

The World's Biggest Loser, Cat Edition

We, meaning Pinot, Chow and me, have been living the good life. Apparently the Old Guy believes that we have been living the 'too good life', because, in association with Derek, he has decided that we should all lose some weight. So Derek did a cat weigh-in last week and the results were: Pinot 16 1/2 pounds, Chow 17 pounds, me 10 1/2 pounds. Well jeezzzzz, we had just returned from the pet prison in El Segundo after an 8 day sentence. We get little exercise and plenty of food so what did the Old Guy expect.

Since our return home, the Old Guy has put us on half rations. He has to guard my dish because Pinot eats his food in two bites and then comes over to sample my stuff. The rest of the day I am meowing for food so it's not like I'm not getting any exercise. Pinot just seems to sleep all day, and Chow occassionally gets into a fight with me, but otherwise I don't see him working out either. It's interesting, because when you are hungry all the time, you will go to great lengths to work out the hunger while waiting for your stomach capacity to shrink. Pinot has begun eating the plastic palm tree. Chow has lately focused on the real palm tree inside the front door and has managed to circumvent the wire fence the Old Guy constructed to keep him away from the palm. Me? I just beg all day. I don't like to eat plastic and, after Chow eats the palm, he throws up. Doesn't look fun.

So, today we had our first offical weigh-in after two weeks of diet: The results, Chow is the biggest looser, down one full pound. Way to go Chow. Pinot lost 1/2 pound. Me? It sucks, but my weight was the same. I am pretty sure I lost at least 1/4 pound, but our scale is not sensitive enough to pick it up. The next weigh-in is next Sunday. I'll report back then.