I've lost a Zuzu

Has anyone ever had my experience with a pet or child or favorite bowling ball or whatever, where you would ponder inwardly about how wouldn't it be nice if I could just lose (my weight in) "Snoopy", or "Junior", or "Rolling Thunder"?

In my case, the target of my ambition has always been Zuzu, my low-riding, keg-on-legs cat who weighs in at modest 24 pounds. How she manages this on 3/4 cup of kibble a day has astounded children, vets, and the general population of well-wishers for years, but I digress. As of today's weigh in I have officially lost a Zuzu. Woohooo! And from now the magnitude of my acheivement will literally be ground into my chest by her peg legs each time she catches me napping and decides that I would make a nice place for a nap of her own