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Olive

When we adopted Olive, she was a fat kitty.  It's one of the reasons we didn't change her name when we adopted her: she looked like a plump little olive with little stick legs.  I suspect that when she was a stray and didn't know from where her next meal was coming that she developed the coping mechanism of eating everything she could when given the opportunity.  Soon after we adopted her, we bought an automated feeder from PetSmart that doles out premeasured amounts of food twice a day.  It, combined with the weight loss food we fed her, has done wonders for her.  Looking at her veterinary records, she's lost four pounds since we adopted her; that doesn't sound like a lot, but that's a 31% weight loss for her!

This means we've needed to keep Olive away from Ender's food so she didn't gorge herself on it.  This was simply accomplished by putting Ender's food atop the kitchen counter—a place to which Olive could not jump.  This worked fine… until this past week.  Ender doesn't eat much, so it was a surprise to me when I found his bowl almost empty one afternoon after filling it the day before.  I refilled it, but Angelbiscuit soon caught Olive atop the counter scarfing down Ender's prescription food as quietly as she could.

This presented us with a quandary.  How to feed Ender while simultaneously keeping the food away from Olive?  For now, it's sitting atop my dresser; unfortunately that's too high for Ender to jump, so I place him up there to eat a few times a day.  I'm looking at the SureFeed Microchip Pet Feeder from SureFlap as a possible solution.  It's a pet feeder that reads your pet's already-implanted microchip and only allows that pet access to the food.  Overall it has very polarized reviews: either it works great for most folks, or it doesn't work for their pet at all.  The downside of it is the $150 price tag.

Aside from this new snag, the cats've been doing very well.  They weathered the move with aplomb, and have enjoyed exploring the new house.  Ender still gets subcutaneous saline every other day, and we're on the lookout for a pet sitter who's qualified to do that for us.  I think I've settled on a veterinarian for the two of them, a nice batch of folks not too far away who also sell the prescription renal food that Ender eats.

I'm still on the lookout for a group like DCAWS or Tenth Life with whom I volunteered in St. Louis.  Angelbiscuit and I went to a Pet Expo on Saturday (which was mostly dog-focused) and I may've stumbled into a group there, but I haven't yet heard from them.

That's all for now.  The cats, Angelbiscuit, and I bid you adieu and thanks for reading. 

Ender

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