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Well Now I Like It
This morning DP got out of bed to feed gravy gal (Tyche) and gravy guy
(Smokey). Now: The usual story is that a can of fancy feast is divided into two. Tyche descends upon the first bowl like a plague of locusts (assuming the plague consists of one, very fat, locust that nevertheless eats all it sees) and the second bowl is for Smokey (who is either actually a gentleman, or else thinks letting Tyche eat first will get him laid, or else still perceives Tyche as a kitten. At any rate, Smokey always defers to both of the bitties). Nocturne watches the unwashed masses feed with utter disdain. A LADY is not observed at supper. (Translation: Nox MIGHT eat soft food, IF she felt like it, and IF she was alone. Why is there none left for her? See: plague of locusts.) Kumani hates, hates, hates soft food, so much that when the vet tried to put her on recovery diet, she starved herself for days instead, and when fed dry kibble out of desperation, enthusiastically dug in. Kumani's opinion changed this morning for no reason. As Plague of Tyche descended on Bowl #1, Kumani decided maybe she wanted Bowl #2. Smokey stepped back to let the lady/foxy babe/kitten eat. Kumani, inexplicably, finished it off. Smokey began to scream, so DP opened another can to create Bowl #3 for Smokey. And tonight, Kumani started to cry in the kitchen so...with a small spoon of wet food in the dry food bowl to distract Plague of Tyche, Kumani has finished off what was left in the can tonight. Why the HELL did Kumani decide NOW, after 4 years of HATING wet food so much that she scared the vet because she'd rather starve than eat it, that all of a sudden it's her favourite thing ever?! --Fil wondering if she'll eat it tomorrow? |
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"Enfilade" wrote in message
oups.com... This morning DP got out of bed to feed gravy gal (Tyche) and gravy guy (Smokey). Now: The usual story is that a can of fancy feast is divided into two. Tyche descends upon the first bowl like a plague of locusts (assuming the plague consists of one, very fat, locust that nevertheless eats all it sees) and the second bowl is for Smokey (who is either actually a gentleman, or else thinks letting Tyche eat first will get him laid, or else still perceives Tyche as a kitten. At any rate, Smokey always defers to both of the bitties). Nocturne watches the unwashed masses feed with utter disdain. A LADY is not observed at supper. (Translation: Nox MIGHT eat soft food, IF she felt like it, and IF she was alone. Why is there none left for her? See: plague of locusts.) Kumani hates, hates, hates soft food, so much that when the vet tried to put her on recovery diet, she starved herself for days instead, and when fed dry kibble out of desperation, enthusiastically dug in. Kumani's opinion changed this morning for no reason. As Plague of Tyche descended on Bowl #1, Kumani decided maybe she wanted Bowl #2. Smokey stepped back to let the lady/foxy babe/kitten eat. Kumani, inexplicably, finished it off. Smokey began to scream, so DP opened another can to create Bowl #3 for Smokey. And tonight, Kumani started to cry in the kitchen so...with a small spoon of wet food in the dry food bowl to distract Plague of Tyche, Kumani has finished off what was left in the can tonight. Why the HELL did Kumani decide NOW, after 4 years of HATING wet food so much that she scared the vet because she'd rather starve than eat it, that all of a sudden it's her favourite thing ever?! --Fil wondering if she'll eat it tomorrow? Because she's a cat, of course! ; Hugs, CatNipped |
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"Enfilade" wrote in message
oups.com... This morning DP got out of bed to feed gravy gal (Tyche) and gravy guy (Smokey). Now: The usual story is that a can of fancy feast is divided into two. Tyche descends upon the first bowl like a plague of locusts (assuming the plague consists of one, very fat, locust that nevertheless eats all it sees) and the second bowl is for Smokey (who is either actually a gentleman, or else thinks letting Tyche eat first will get him laid, or else still perceives Tyche as a kitten. At any rate, Smokey always defers to both of the bitties). Nocturne watches the unwashed masses feed with utter disdain. A LADY is not observed at supper. (Translation: Nox MIGHT eat soft food, IF she felt like it, and IF she was alone. Why is there none left for her? See: plague of locusts.) Kumani hates, hates, hates soft food, so much that when the vet tried to put her on recovery diet, she starved herself for days instead, and when fed dry kibble out of desperation, enthusiastically dug in. Kumani's opinion changed this morning for no reason. As Plague of Tyche descended on Bowl #1, Kumani decided maybe she wanted Bowl #2. Smokey stepped back to let the lady/foxy babe/kitten eat. Kumani, inexplicably, finished it off. Smokey began to scream, so DP opened another can to create Bowl #3 for Smokey. And tonight, Kumani started to cry in the kitchen so...with a small spoon of wet food in the dry food bowl to distract Plague of Tyche, Kumani has finished off what was left in the can tonight. Why the HELL did Kumani decide NOW, after 4 years of HATING wet food so much that she scared the vet because she'd rather starve than eat it, that all of a sudden it's her favourite thing ever?! Clearly, she is a graduate of Shmogg's ******* Cat Trickery and General Human Bewilderment College. Now he's at Rainbow Bridge, its easier for him to whisper in her ear :-) Yowie |
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Enfilade wrote:
--Fil wondering if she'll eat it tomorrow? Probably not. -- Marina, Miranda and Caliban. In loving memory of Frank and Nikki. |
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I am not sure but watch her and see what she is eating like, could be a bad
tooth* our OEJ* or could just be a ******* cat trick *Trudi* Lee Enfilade wrote in message oups.com... This morning DP got out of bed to feed gravy gal (Tyche) and gravy guy (Smokey). Now: The usual story is that a can of fancy feast is divided into two. Tyche descends upon the first bowl like a plague of locusts (assuming the plague consists of one, very fat, locust that nevertheless eats all it sees) and the second bowl is for Smokey (who is either actually a gentleman, or else thinks letting Tyche eat first will get him laid, or else still perceives Tyche as a kitten. At any rate, Smokey always defers to both of the bitties). Nocturne watches the unwashed masses feed with utter disdain. A LADY is not observed at supper. (Translation: Nox MIGHT eat soft food, IF she felt like it, and IF she was alone. Why is there none left for her? See: plague of locusts.) Kumani hates, hates, hates soft food, so much that when the vet tried to put her on recovery diet, she starved herself for days instead, and when fed dry kibble out of desperation, enthusiastically dug in. Kumani's opinion changed this morning for no reason. As Plague of Tyche descended on Bowl #1, Kumani decided maybe she wanted Bowl #2. Smokey stepped back to let the lady/foxy babe/kitten eat. Kumani, inexplicably, finished it off. Smokey began to scream, so DP opened another can to create Bowl #3 for Smokey. And tonight, Kumani started to cry in the kitchen so...with a small spoon of wet food in the dry food bowl to distract Plague of Tyche, Kumani has finished off what was left in the can tonight. Why the HELL did Kumani decide NOW, after 4 years of HATING wet food so much that she scared the vet because she'd rather starve than eat it, that all of a sudden it's her favourite thing ever?! --Fil wondering if she'll eat it tomorrow? |
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"Enfilade" wrote in message oups.com... This morning DP got out of bed to feed gravy gal (Tyche) and gravy guy (Smokey). Now: The usual story is that a can of fancy feast is divided into two. Tyche descends upon the first bowl like a plague of locusts (assuming the plague consists of one, very fat, locust that nevertheless eats all it sees) and the second bowl is for Smokey (who is either actually a gentleman, or else thinks letting Tyche eat first will get him laid, or else still perceives Tyche as a kitten. At any rate, Smokey always defers to both of the bitties). Nocturne watches the unwashed masses feed with utter disdain. A LADY is not observed at supper. (Translation: Nox MIGHT eat soft food, IF she felt like it, and IF she was alone. Why is there none left for her? See: plague of locusts.) Kumani hates, hates, hates soft food, so much that when the vet tried to put her on recovery diet, she starved herself for days instead, and when fed dry kibble out of desperation, enthusiastically dug in. Kumani's opinion changed this morning for no reason. As Plague of Tyche descended on Bowl #1, Kumani decided maybe she wanted Bowl #2. Smokey stepped back to let the lady/foxy babe/kitten eat. Kumani, inexplicably, finished it off. Smokey began to scream, so DP opened another can to create Bowl #3 for Smokey. And tonight, Kumani started to cry in the kitchen so...with a small spoon of wet food in the dry food bowl to distract Plague of Tyche, Kumani has finished off what was left in the can tonight. Why the HELL did Kumani decide NOW, after 4 years of HATING wet food so much that she scared the vet because she'd rather starve than eat it, that all of a sudden it's her favourite thing ever?! --Fil wondering if she'll eat it tomorrow? Just sounds like a particularly elaborate ******* Cat Trick. Some of them can take years to play out, you know. |
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