Mr. Trigger....a.k.a Fatty Watty.....

This is Trigger. My cat. My fat cat. My VERY fat cat. He used to be my sister's cat but when she got married her hubbies dogs didn't like cats. Actually he liked them very much but he liked to eat them. Not a good place for fatty watty. So I took him in. I have had him a little over 10 years....he is now 14. And I think his age AND weight is catching up to him.

He started getting sick a few months back but it's been very sporadic....but this last week something has been wrong with him. He is not eating. This is VERY unusual for him. Usually is meowing at all hours of the night because he wants MORE food. The last few days I have only seen him eat maybe once, and his feeder has remained full. I am worried.

I know he is old but I am scared to death to take him to the vet. I am having an internal debate. I don't want to pay hundred of dollars to find out what is wrong with him but at the same time I don't want to do nothing.....what do I do?

The Other Fat Cat...

Since Melanie put up some pictures of Jerry I figured I would put up some pictures of the other fat cat. My cat Trigger. Trigger is approximately 12 years old. He was originally a gift to my sister but when she moved in with her fiance (now husband) he had to Huskies that liked to eat cats so I took him in. At that time Trigger was a whopping 19 pounds. He was always big, even when he was just a youngin'. The vet figured that he had some type of Maine Coon in him which would explain his girth. Here is an older picture of him with Karl. This was in our apartment when we first moved in together.

When I took him I was living with my good friend Pam and she had 3 cats of her own. Yes for a while we were some crazy cat women. Her cats were all fairly young and she could just put a bowl of food out for them and they would pick at it. Well Trigger was lovin' the free buffet. We kept wondering how we were going through food so fast when one day we noticed that Trigger went up to a full bowl and left with an empty bowl. His girth became even larger. A few short years later Trigger was a whopping 24 pounds. These days since Magoo came along and we monitor his food he comes in at 22 pounds and is holding steady. Here he is in our sink here in NJ. Notice how he fills the sink up quite nicely.

He's pretty lazy these days. He doesn't really care for Max or Magoo. And when either one of them starts getting crazy he is gone. Ironic that his favorite place to sleep lately is in a basket under Max crib. I guess he figures that Magoo can't get him under there. Last but not least here he is in his normal state. Leaning up against something getting ready to hibernate.

He has quite a few nicknames as well. Of course his real name, Trigger. But he also has Triggeroo, Fatty Watty, Bubba, and Triggy. Just to name a few.