My cats get wet food twice a day. BunBun makes it almost impossible to open the door, he throws his little body against it and rubs on it real hard. That is the signal for everyone else to come get it. By the time I have finally made it into the room, I have sidestepped every cat at least twice. Then I dish out the bowls and give cuddles and scratch mes. Then its time to make sure they have dry food. I pick up the empty bowl, put it on my tray, take a new bowl and fill it up. With 5 cats helping, the dirty bowl slipped out of my hand and crashed into a million splinters on the floor. Well, after they all scattered BunBun came back and kept trying to eat the larger glass shardes. Excuse me? The bowl was empty, what do you think youre doing? I shoo him away just to find Gordon in his place. Pick up Gordon and carry him off, BunBun is back. In the meantime Polly has picked up on my stress and is screaming for me to COME HERE, COME OVER HERE! . only slightly increasing my stresslevel. The vacuum cleaner was my rescue, once I found the on switch, there were no more cats to be seen and Polly changed her tune to pleasure (she adores the vacuum cleaner). Not but a few minutes later Teddy puked all the wet food he ate back up. Ahem, the fun never stops!
Posted on: Wed, 19 Nov 2014 06:27:01 +0000
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