"I'm not talking to you."

I'm in the doghouse as far as Louisa May is concerned and there can be no worse place to be for a cat.  She is on a strict diet since her well kitty exam in January where she was described as "pudgy".  So, rationed feeding, just the occasional treat and her beloved cheese is severely restricted.  Nope, not a happy cat.  I'm off to see the surgeon today about my knee replacement.  It is not scheduled until July but there is a lot to do to make the house, and me, ready for the ordeal.  Sigh...