Given any opportunity to post a picture of one of my cats and I so will…hehehe…
For once, I have a good experience in talking to random women I met about fat. For once, someone believed me, who is not from the fatosphere, when I mentioned that my “deathfat” cat seems to eat less than all my other cats and she prefers her high protein wet food to dry food any day (and vets keep telling me to take the dry food away from her, cuz she must be guzzling it… idiots…). Yesterday, I played cab driver for a charity event for stray, abandoned and injuried cats. Folks walked almost five miles from one shelter location to the other in support of the cats…. ohhh… and dogs too! While the organization that put this on deals only with cats, the goal is to make Chicago a no-kill city for all animals and organizations that help dogs seem to be involved in some of these events as well.
My first trip was with three women. Since it was a car full of cat lovers, we weren’t shy about our funny cat stories. The ladies were mentioning that they had sibling cats where one was very large and the other was very small… somewhere I jumped in that I have a supposedly very overweight cat that prolly eats less than my teeny, tiny six pound cat. Shockingly, the young woman next to me didn’t hesitate to say that she thought fat was all about genetics and the women in the back seat make noises of agreement. Then, the two ladies in the back started talking about all the walks they do, 5 miles for charity and such. I just loved to hear that. These were women in their middle ages who did not look like Hollywood middle age (for example, Madonna). They looked like normal women. They didn’t look like exercise fiends. At least one of them would be labelled obese, I believe. And yet, these women had no fear of getting out and moving their bodies and having fun. How lovely!
Maybe ya’all meet lots of body-positive and self-loving women out there in your day-to-day live, but I don’t. It is so refreshing to see other people out there who show body-love and zest for life and self-esteem! Some days I wonder if these body-positive women only live in the fat-o-sphere and it is lovely to be proven wrong. 😀
Circling back to my precious Abilene (pictured above), we have discovered that she has skin allergies. In brushing her out, I found patches of scaley skin in the middle of her back and on the upper part of her tail. So, I took her to the vet and we are trying her on anti-biotics first to see if that clears it up. Of course, the vetrinarian mentioned Abi’s weight. I answered back the truth – this cat loves to go for walks and doesn’t overeat/eats very little dry food. The woman paused, laughed at me and said, “well, she’s got to be eating something.” This comment irritated me a lot. This brilliant vet followed that comment up with something about me needing to brush Abi extra, cuz she’s so fat that she prolly has no motivation and/or ability to clean herself. Even animals cannot escape fat hate. 😦
Well, yes, Abi hadn’t been grooming her rump area very well. Do you think that had anything to do with the scales and scabs there? A few days on anti-biotics and magically she is grooming her rump all the time – along with grooming the rest of her that she always groomed well. If vetrinarians (of all people) cannot see fat stereotypes when it comes to a heart-meltingly cute and fuzzy cat, it doesn’t give me hope for a very quick change in the tide in the fat-hate issue in general. It didn’t help that there was this ridiculous chart hanging on the wall that compared your pet’s poundage overweight to your own. According to that chart, Abi’s 16.5 pounds at her build is the cat equivalent of 50 pounds overweight for me. I feel bad for all the pets and petowners who are going to go on some ridiculous diet mission because of this ignorant chart that measures out just how fat (in human terms) your chihuahua, tabby or great dane is. Cuz, ya know… all those fat cats and dogs are prolly hugely contributing to global warming and stuff with their horrific fatness.
And the moral of this story, I think, is that it takes a lot more courage and discipline not to jump on the fat hysteria band-wagon than it is to jump on it, buy some SlimFast and start loathing your natural body functions… and yet, it seems that most people think the exact opposite. This week, I’m going to take extra care to remember that strength it takes to follow HAES and IE and pat myself on the back for it.