A Day in the Life Of Ronnie

[I swear this will be the last post I make about this cat. I also swear that these posts were taken in succession throughout the day, as presented here.]

Morning finds Ronnie asleep on the couch.

Waking up just took too much out of him.

Poor guy.

About an hour later I found him still on the couch.

But he clearly moved.

Probably to get food, but that's debatable.

Another hour later, unable to keep his head up,

Ronnie stretches out on the couch

to take his late morning nap.

When lunch time rolls around,

Ronnie can be found gazing longingly at his food.

Feeling rejuvenated after lunch,

Ronnie ventures to a new spot for lounging.

Buutttt nothing beats the couch..

..for the rest of the day..

As night falls, Ronnie finds himself

once again at the feeding hole.

Chances are, he was the one that

finished that bowl to his right (it's for the other cat).

Goodnight, Ronnie.

May you meet tomorrow with the same enthusiasm

that you met today (HAH! Joke!)

So i'm home..

There's no place like home. I get to enjoy things like home-cooked meals in a clean kitchen, sleeping in, a free gym.. Oh and my family, of course.

And I've gotten to spend a lot of quality time with this guy:

That's Ronnie.

When we first rescued him, he was Scrawny Ronnie. underweight...you get the idea...But after massive amounts of feeding, he became Ronster the Monster. His daily exercise consisted of moving from the couch to the food bowls, then back to the couch (or maybe a different chair if he was feeling particularly ambitious). However, with age and acclimation to a life of luxury (or life with a family that realized that just because the food dish is empty, doesn't mean it has to be refilled) he has slimmed down. He is now a more social cat (almost annoyingly so) and does whatever he pleases with his food (note the location of his tail):