But recently he started losing more weight than the doc was comfortable with so I needed to address that.
His cat food has been upped to the point where he gets at least twice what the other cats do, and his reward for his Monday vet trip has become a stop at McDonald's on the way home to pick up a cheeseburger which he loves. Giving him a quarter tablet of an appetite stimulant in the morning is a regular thing, and a package of hot dogs in the fridge are there just for Riley. He gets to lick the ice cream bowl and anything that has contained some kind of cheese product. He is enjoying his old age!
One of the last visits to the vet - they had to feel his belly to make sure he wasn't constipated - he had gained so much weight! You wouldn't know to look at him probably, he's still a skinny old guy, but not like before. He still tends to look rumpled and and squinty and disgruntled a lot of the time ...
And his Yoda ears crack me up.
He has to be on my lap all the time ..
.. and if I'm not petting him, he's asking why!
He stalks me while I'm eating ..
.. and sometimes helps himself when I'm not looking!
He enjoys his Monday cheeseburgers ..
... and synchronise sleeps with Norah.
Sometimes he shares space with Abby ...
.. sort of.
Mostly - he's as happy as a crabby ol' man cat can be these days!
.. and since we lost Jake - I can't help but give Riley as much attention as I reasonably can. And what's a few cheeseburgers between friends, anyway?