On becoming a flesh muppet
a fool’s guide to anti aging
They say that one of the best predictors of your fitness health / age is the cadence of your gait.
How fast you walk is a pretty good indication of your vitality.
When I remember this fact, I walk more quickly than a freight train with tonsillitis.
Despite my embrace of my adult self, I’m still desperately trying to be Peter Pan. If walking fast causes people to say things like You look so young, or, There’s no way you’re that old, I would have guessed you to be ten years younger.
Although, I will say, dear reader, the ‘ten years younger’ compliment is fine, I do prefer to be told I look fifteen or twenty years younger. Despite the fact these compliments are not forthcoming, my vanity remains hopeful.
I was on my way to the vets place to pick up the ‘special’ cat food.
Yes, dear reader, my cat Trevor gets ‘special’ cat food. He’s a big boy with a big head, big butt and teeny tiny little urethra.
What’s worse? He’s an anxious beast. If he doesn’t get to hunt, his teeny tiny little urethra …
