Dear Martha,
I'm so grieved by the loss of your beloved Kublai Khan Paw Paw Chow Chow Chow. There just are no words for the loss of a pet, and I'm sure it's something that you're just not ready to talk about.
So let's talk about it because I have a question I fear only you can answer, a very typical dilemma that requires your professional input. My cat Cooper is almost 5 years old, and at current weight the shape of a medium-sized dog. I would say Jack Russel terrier size, maybe even Boston terrier, he's most definitely the size of some terrier type. He is the size of a dog, Martha, is what I'm getting at.
I've done all I can to curb his weight including limiting his food supply (which wasn't met with kind reaction) and buying several toys that he would play with one day and the next claim to be freaked the fuck out by them and run and hide when they were presented. My feeling is this fear of toys is an act he uses to gain sympathy and handfuls of Pounce treats, which I give him without fail or limit.
My question is simple: while a massive heart attack is imminent for Cooper because he eats food all day long and refuses to burn off any of his blubber, I need to start making preparations for the day when perhaps he's no longer waking me up at 4am to be fed. Pretty soon, his heart is going to Chris Farley on him and I'm not going to notice because I'll think he's just collapsed in his food bowl like he does every night after gorging himself of Fancy Feast Elegant Medleys Florentine Tuna.
So tell me, if you can, do you have a pattern for this awesome doggie body bag you showed off on your blog? It looks like the perfect fit, and the ribbon is a delicate yet striking touch. If you don't have a pattern for it, can you at least suggest a traditional and durable fabric I can use to make one?
