Playing life by ear.

By Crazyoldbird

Miaow

He turned up a couple of years ago as a super obese cat who didn't know where to go. We decided that he belonged to a family who left the country, leaving behind a load of food which he ate as fast as is moggily possibile. 
One we realized that he had become our cat, he was sent to the vet and fed fairly regularly, that is when we are open for work. 
When we are closed, he crosses the road and visits a restaurant.
Unfortunately he always looks poorly, forlorn, scruffy and underfed.

At last I got feed-back back from the big shot orthopedic surgeon, seen in june, who advised me to do what I had already done, then oh! no!, better make another appointament which will be next november and do exercises in the mean time. 
I'm already swimming for an hour almost every day, what more can I do? No, I will not become an olympic swimmer but I am getting a good sun-tan, just from swimming.






 

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