I’ve decided to take Josie to the hospital for some tests. She has an appointment for late Friday afternoon. The likeliest problem, I think, is that she has developed hyperthyroidism. Judging by Tungsten’s battle with that condition, I would have believed that Josie’s appetite had to be more voracious than it is. Each case of hyperthyroidism may vary somewhat, of course, and, as Flynn’s mum has commented, her Devon cat was active, his coat looked healthy and he seemed to be eating well. Yet he too has the condition. So Josie will be checked for that, and for anything else the doctor may think possible.
The Great White has been doing very well lately, otherwise, and a loss of weight would not be regretted, if it were to occur under less startling circumstances. Once this new problem is countered, she may be set fair for a long and cheerful life, perhaps as my Not-Quite-So-Chubs.