They say my cat's fat. I say he's fluffy
So apparently my entire family has formed an alliance against my perfectly healthy, just-big-boned cat, Mr. Whiskers.
My mom started it: 'Honey, he can't even see his own paws.' Then my sister chimed in with before/after photos from when I adopted him two years ago. The audacity!
Dad delivered the final blow: 'I've seen smaller dogs.'
Look, Mr. Whiskers has always been a substantial boy. When I rescued him, the shelter said he was 'big-framed.' That's genetics, not treats! Sure, he wheezes a little going upstairs, and yes, he gets stuck in his favorite cardboard box now, but correlation doesn't equal causation, right?
...Right?
The vet appointment is scheduled for Thursday. I'm not admitting defeat, just... getting a professional second opinion. For their peace of mind, obviously.
Mr. Whiskers and I know the truth: he's not fat, he's festively plump.
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