Friday Cat Blogging: Guarding the Hen House

Now that Dolly's in the kitchen, she's got a ringside seat to all culinary activities, not the least of which was Thanksgiving dinner.  Here she had the good fortune to perch right next to the turkey as it was sitting post-roast.

She gave it a little sniff, but, surprisingly, didn't try to nibble at it.  She ate plenty of it later, just as long as it was cut up into little bits for her.  Maybe she follows that advice about never eating anything bigger than your head.

Dolly's doing very well since being relegated to the kitchen.  She was 5.something lb. when she went in.  I forget exactly what, 5.5 lb. or 5.75 lb. or thereabouts.  Well, she's up to a whopping 6.667 lb.!  A couple more weeks and she'll break 7 lb.!  I think her highest weight was around 8 lb.  She'd probably be good at around 8 lb.  She gets her transdermal flagyl nightly.  Almost.  We forgot last night.  She seems to be getting used to it some; she doesn't freak out as much.  We always put her treat in front of her, e.g., a plate with pieces of Thanksgiving turkey meat, before we give her the flagyl.  That way she has something else to focus on.

Besides being able to receive her medication, I think being in the kitchen is good for her bc she doesn't have to worry about Clara.  Dolly was always skulking around, keeping an eye out for Clara.  That's no way to live.  So maybe she's better off being queen of the kitchen.