I took Conan and Kail to the vet on Saturday after my upholstery class. Kail was so scared when we got there that he slinked (slank? slunk?*) into Conan's carrier for comfort. A bit pathetic, but totally adorable.
Last time they were weighed (and deemed too fat)
This time (when I was told to stop the weight loss)
So, you can infer that I am awesome at kitty weight loss, or that I am running some sort of terrifying gulag/labor camp for cats. I assure you, it's the first thing.
*Spell-check thinks it's slunk...