Famous for eating us out of house and home, snoozing on his favorite woobie, and freeing the surrounding yards of chipmunks and mice, here is Theodore the Conqueror (or so he thinks anyways…)

What is Theodore really thinking as I shot this cute cat picture?

I think he is thinking things like:

“Wait, this is my good side”
“Must you always be following me?”
“Can’t you see I’m busy right now?”
“Unless you have food, leave me alone.”

What do you think Theodore is thinking as he tries to ignore my picture-taking presence? Leave me a comment and let me know and you could win a new cat toy!

Here are a few shots of Theodore and what he did with his weekend…

Doesn’t he look cute laying down by all the flowers? It makes his green eyes look so pretty I think…

By this point, he has his ears back and is ignoring me…

Then he thought he was a dog for a few moments…

Start with one fat tabby cat, sunning himself on the back porch.


Because he is a happy cat, start doing rubby-dubbies on the human Muthur…

Find something to attack - in this case a shoelace.

Chew on shoelace until it breaks free from shoe.

Mission accomplished.

  I have a big old tabby cat, Theodore. He is an outdoor cat but since we moved from California to Cleveland he has to spend his winters indoors. (He is a sissy and does not prefer the cold air).

Because he has been inside for the last three months, my tabby cat Thedore has become my fat tabby cat Theodore. He’s probably pushing 17 pounds right now (he’s normally about 15). He’s half Maine Coon so he’s naturally meaty but I think he has moved into a whole new category this winter. Of course in the picture you can’t tell but his legs practically get lost in his beep-wow belly at this point. And he looks like he’s losing his neck.

Theodore eats when he’s bored (just like his mom). I’m wondering if that’s the reason he’s getting so fat…it’s really puzzling me.

I read something today on the ASPCA’s blog about getting your cat to lose weight.  Check it out. Among other things they recommend swapping out your cat’s toys every so often to keep them stimulated.

I’m not too sure about that one because Theodore has a fuzzy ball that he is extremely attached to. I mean, he carries this thing up into my room at night for me to throw it for him, and he has his own little party with it during the daytime. He skirts around the hardwood floors with that thing all night and sounds like an elephant. So the exercise requirement is already being met and he is still fat. It’s an interesting article though.

Does anyone else have fat cat problems? What do you do? I