Bikini Body

I had gone into the kitchen to make a cuppa T and put the dishwasher on.

Jamima follows

Human in kitchen, must be feed-again.

“Meow” the sweet sound of encouragement.

To which I reply…

“Yes, I know, we’ve had this conversation. Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you”

From the other room, my mum laughs.

Today I was describing to another friend with cats and that Jamima has been very fussy lately with her food. I describe it as ‘she’s’ trying to get her bikini body back again.

Then I stated she needs to accept for both of us, our bikini bodies are behind both of us.

There is no going back.

It’s over…