The vet appointment went well last night, except for when Colin peed on me as I tried to get him into his carrier. He's not such a fan of the carrier. In the last year, he's lost over 4 pounds. That's about a third of his body weight. Crazy! He's at a good weight now. I'm jealous. I wish I could lost weight like that. I imagine that someone else having total and complete control over what you eat is helpful. It's not like he can ever be like, "I could go for a donut. I think I'll stop at Krispy Kreme on the way home."
Current song in my head:
"Islands in the Stream" by Kenny Rogers and Dolly Parton