Harold and Sprocket are around 11 months old, and it looks like they've pretty much stopped growing lengthwise. However, Harold has continued to get rounder and rounder, while the other cats seem a little trimmer than usual.

Last night he took a nap on my chest, and after a few minutes of being unable to suck in a full breath I realized it was time to put Harold on a diet.

I put out two cups of food twice a day---four cups a day for four cats, which is technically the exact amount of food that they should be eating for their sizes. But while the other cats eat and run, Harold will eat. And eat. And eat.

So we're isolating him. We're measuring out the food and putting him in the bedroom to eat alone. Then we'll hide the rest of the food when he comes out. Until the other cats learn to eat on a schedule instead of grazing, if they want to eat more during the night we'll have to shut Harold up in the room and re-feed them.

Tonight he ate 1/4 of a cup. When he cries for food we'll give him the rest. He is on a strict one cup a day diet.

I think he'll always be a big cat, but there's no doubt that if I ever need to find Harold, all I need to do is look for the food bowl. Where's Harold? Eating!

We'll see. And now it's off to the scale, to start charting his progress.