Cate tells Monika every day – and night – that she (Monika) is fat. I don’t think this is helpful for Monika’s self esteem. Monika was a complete wreck when she arrived here and it has taken months for her to settle down – and she is still a bit wobbly and can’t always find the Kitty Litter – and if Cate keeps talking to her like this I am afraid that she will have a relapse.

Anyway I don’t think is really fat. She may be a bit plump – especially around the bottom – but that does that matter? I will post a photo soon and you can be the judges.

I would rather have a plump happy cat than a thin nervous one. I mean it’s not As though we are going to enter her in the “Cat of the Year” competition.

So I go around telling Monika that she is not fat and when I pick her up I do not – unlike Cate – say – “Oh Monika you are such a Tub”.

I bet Annabella doesn’t tell Stan and Ollie that they are tubs!

I think I will get Monika a subscription to "The Ample Cat" so that she can see that it is not a crime to be well proportioned.

Incidentally – I do check Annabella’s Blog and there has only ever been one entry – December 2008. Do I detect an astonishing lack of commitment here - or perhaps she runs another one somewhere else but is keeping it a secret.

I also note – while I am in critical mode – that Lenny’s Blog has not been updated since 8 September.

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I made L and D my special Wiener Schnitzel last night but it was not as successful as it could have been.

I was cooking outside and it started to rain so water got into the cooking oil and rendered it almost useless. The Schnitzel tasted fine but was not as golden brown as it should have been and the crunchy potatoes were quite pale.

Incidentally – what we call Chips and the Americans call Fries are often called Pommes Frites here. Why is this so. Merisi?

Tonight I am making Hungarian Goulash Soup and hope for a better outcome.

Tomorrow we are off to Melk Abbey (Shriek!). I am not going in and will instead go into the gardens and take pictures. They may have some bees.

Tomorrow night it’s off to Ein Wiener Salon to bask in the glory of Sven’s blissful cooking.

More Cat Haiku from Annie's collection.

There's no dignity
In being sick - which is why
I don't tell you where.