After much consideration, my primary caretaker here at Deetjens, Doris, has decided (here I will spit a hairball) to put me, me, Fabio! on a diet.
Now, honestly, it’s true that in the prime of my life, I have developed a certain, um, gravitas. Sometimes I get teased about my “cleavage” and I do like to take life nice and slow. However, I’m still pretty nimble on roof-tops and fences, and always enjoy my strolls through Deetjens’ gardens.
In order to communicate my frustration at the reduction of kibble in my bowl, I have been on the hunt recently, and have received some praise for my efforts, which is gratifying.
We are enjoying the beginnings of a beautiful Spring here at the Inn, the flowers are returning and the wisteria is just about to bloom. So I suppose it can’t hurt to be a little more fit and trim. After all, swimsuit season is just around the corner!
Hope to see you at the Inn soon for a healthy, (low-calorie?) breakfast or dinner.
Hugs and furry kisses,
Fabio
dear Fabio,
My humans reduced the food servings recently and I wondered whether they were getting enough to eat so I went hunting and brought home rabbits. I even offered to share them. But maybe they are starving me deliberately.
yours
Sammle
[it’s tricky typing with paws on a borrowed mac…they will leave the things lying around]
I’m missing you, Fabio. Hope you’ve not wasted away to nothing.
Fabio, I would LOVE to stay at your Inn, and dine with you. I may even attempt to adopt you,…..you cute thing!!!