As the days start becoming shorter and the mornings colder, something changes in my household: my normally independent cat, Trader, starts using me as his own personal heating device. Days off transition from yard work and bike rides to sedentary Downton Abbey marathons and copious cocoa consumption. I put on some pudge. So do Trader and Frankie. (Well, just between us, Frankie is always pudgy.)
Last week at the beginning of a routine feline wellness exam here at Chico Hospital for Cats, I removed the top of Ruby’s carrier, as is our standard way of beginning the exam without causing undue stress to a cat. Immediately upon removal of the lid, I could feel the heat emanating from Ruby, a domestic short haired, solid black female of–shall we say–rubenesque proportions. Like many carriers vets see in daily practice, this one was proportionately too small for its cargo, creating a “lunchbox” effect of limited free space and air movement within.