The skittish Selina, our orange tabby who visitors rarely see, has sunk to new lows. She is now so fat she’s no longer able to jump into our bathtub. Granted, it’s a large clawfoot bathtub…but still. There was a time when she would jump from the floor to the top of my 6-foot high curio cabinet in one graceful leap. These days…well, watching her feeble attempts to move her massive bulk is rather dispiriting. Maybe it’s too much of a reminder that I’m not so lithe myself anymore. Sigh.