Bailey has found the girl he wants to marry

Her name is Princess Chunk, and she is a 44 pound cat. Bailey would be the skinny one of the couple, but they are a match made in heaven!!





From the New York Post:

FAT CAT
NO WEIGH! PORKY IS 44 LBS

That is one fat cat!

Meet Princess Chunk, a 44-pound hunk of feline flesh, a cat so big that she needs a bathtub for a litter box.

Volunteers at a New Jersey animal shelter are trying to find a new home for the corpulent kitty - a really big home.

Officials at the Camden County Animal Shelter in Blackwood say they received the cat Saturday from Animal Control after she was found wandering around outdoors with no ID tags.

As hard as it is to fathom, volunteers think her owner might have lost her, which is as difficult a possibility to imagine as, well, as a 44-pound cat.

"I mean, how do you lose a 44-pound cat?" said shelter volunteer Deborah Wright.

Wright told the Camden Courier Post that volunteers named the cat Captain Chunk until they realized it was a girl.

It was probably hard to tell.

Usually when people talk about fat cats in New Jersey, they are talking about members of the state legislature. Or extras in a "Sopranos" shoot.

But when this portly pussycat came waddling along, they knew they had something different on their hands.

"She was probably fed table scraps, or may have a thyroid problem," Wright said.

Veterinarians say a healthy cat should weigh between 10 and 12 pounds, and that Princess Chunk's condition could be a combination of bad genetics and way too much Meow Mix.

The largest tabby on record tipped the scales at 46 pounds, 15 ounces. That cat, who lived in Australia, died in the 1980s at about age 10.

The Guinness Book of World Records dropped its category for overweight cats, fearing some fat-head feline owner would jeopardize a pet's health in a bid to break the record.

Wright said she isn't interested in breaking records - or her scale. She'll put Princess Chunk on a diet of low-fat Purina and 1 percent milk, and definitely no lasagna. (Look what that did for Garfield.) Also, Princess will get plenty of cat toys to start exercising.

"I'm about to put a leash on her and walk her," Wright told the paper. "She could pass for a dog."

Princess Chunk's owner, who by now may have been eaten into the poorhouse, has until the end of the week to claim her, after which the cat will be eligible for adoption.

"She's laid-back and friendly," Wright said. "We just hope someone loving will adopt her."


Now if Adam would only let me drive to New Jersey to get her. . .

So much to catch up on!

So things have been crazy busy lately. Last weekend I was in Ohio to see my family and to attend a real version of "My Big Fat Greek Wedding." My mom's best friend's daughter got married. It was a beautiful wedding, complete with Greek dancing. I even got to have dinner with Adam's parents one night while I was home for the long weekend (family pics here). I had a terrible flight home from Ohio on Tuesday. My hour and thirteen minute flight turned into a 6 hour ordeal. We circled over South Carolina for almost 3 hours, and then they landed us in Macon, GA. I was supposed to land at 6, I was finally on the ground around 10. Ick!! Darn thunderstorms. . .but we need the rain so bad.





So the weekend after I returned from Ohio, a bunch of friends rented a cabin in North GA for my 30th birthday! We had an amazing time!! I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. We also made a very special announcement while we were at the cabin. . .drum roll please--Adam and I are going to be parents! I have been keeping it a secret for almost 11 weeks now, I am due February 19th! Can you believe it? I still can't. I keep looking at my ultrasound pictures trying to make sense of it all!!

Yesterday my teacher work days started for 3 days this week, and then full time next week. Man school starts early down here! Oh well, at least it will keep me busy.

So now I am all caught up, and I feel much better now that my secret is out!

How to make Yellow Jackets mad

The easiest way that I have found to make yellow jackets mad is to mow over their in ground nest with the lawn mower. I really wouldn't recommend doing this though, as they get so mad they attack you. I learned such a lesson yesterday while I was trying to be helpful and mowed the front yard. I can laugh at this now, as my pain has subsided with the help of my Tylenol with codine from my doctor.

I was about half way across the front yard when my butt started hurting terribly bad. (Adam laughs at me, but I thought I had been shot by a bee bee gun or something. Adam called it the "lawn sniper.") Anyways, so I reach back and grab my butt and get stung on both hands. That's when I took off running like a wild banshee across the front yard to the garage. When I made it to the garage I realized that the damn bees were still stuck in my shorts, so that's when I took my shorts off. I am grateful that our garage does not face the street, since I was standing in my underwear screaming and crying in pain. I called Adam to come home from work, which he did, and we decided to go to urgent care. After sitting in the waiting room for 2 freakin' hours, they give me some topical cream and send me home. Whatever. What about the pain? So I call my doctor's office and explain to them that I have been stung at least 8 times, if not more, and hello Tylenol 3! I love it!! I am much better this morning, and the swelling has gone down considerably, so I'm able to laugh about it now.

To catch you up, over the 4th we went to see some old college friends of ours in Hilton Head (pics here). Holy crap, it was beautiful. The best part? His parents owned this amazing beach house, estimated at around 2 million dollars! It was perfect! It was a great time, but it sure wasn't fun to come home again. . .