I'm SO frustrated! Just when I get a handle on things, my DH and neighbor have seemed to sabotage my efforts. The neighbor took the lid off the kibble three times while he was here today, because the other cats went up to the bowl asking to eat. DH left some ham (cooked with BROWN SUGAR) on the counter for one of the cats because he thought Chester was upstairs. Obviously the little man got into one or the other or both. Tonight my husband was told that NO ONE but me takes the lid off the kibble and he is not allowed to leave anything on the counter that isn't clearly labeled LOW carb.
It's one thing to screw up yourself, quite another when others screw you up, too! Poor Chester! I hope he throws this off quickly.
If it wasn't one of those two things that caused this obnoxious number, I have no clue what it was because he's only one drop short of the dose that sent him plunging. I don't know how to physically divide the dose any smaller.
Grrrrrr! If hubby could learn one thing this year I wish it would be that "food does NOT equal love!"