had a so-called friend round recently and she was happily stroking Jessie when she said: 'which one's this?' when I explained it was Jessie she said 'oh, yes, Cosmo - he's the FAT one!'
Now I know he's not the world's most elegant cat and could be described as a tad 'heavy pawed' when he jumps down but even so
I'm border-line OCD when it comes to measuring out their food so they don't get more than they should.
doesn't exactly help my argument when he's spent the last half hour flicking kibble out of the bowl piece by piece and merrily hoovered it up so there's none left...
