Maybe it was the heat. Maybe it’s because they’re cats. No one here was in an eating mood this week. They weren’t interested in anything I fed them. However, they were interested in what I fed someone else even if it was from the same can. SAME CAN!
Life is easy when you can buy ONE cat food and feed everyone. That hasn’t happened in my house for a long while. Maybe decades!
Some have ailments or conditions that are controlled by diet. If Hazel eats the wrong thing it sets off her toxic nuclear butt. If Mollie eats the wrong thing, she had hairballs bigger than she is. Gracie turns her nose up at almost everything. Even Morgan, the perfect cat, wanted something different from what was in her dish.
I have seven different “active” wet cat food varieties and a few that were universally thumbs down waiting for a trip to the shelter. There are also three different varieties of kibble. We don’t have that much variety in people food!
I cut back on how much I fed them because I was throwing it out. No one likes wet cat food when the edges dry out. That happens in ten minutes. *bangs head on table* There was talk about unionizing but so far nothing has come of it. There were some hang-up calls to Cat Protection Services. No visits so far but I’m sure the worker would want to move in here.
Mollie is scratching. The vet thinks she has food allergies so I’m trying a new wet cat food just for her. She likes it and it’s grain-free. Morgan likes it too so she waits patiently until Mollie needs a drink of water and then she sneaks in to finish off the plate. If I fed it to Morgan she wouldn’t eat it.
Hazel, the Hoover cat who eats anything, didn’t this week. She no longer liked the limited ingredient diet that she needs for her intestinal problems. She likes what Gracie is getting instead. Morgan will graze on Hazel’s food which is expensive. It has poop meds in it. *still banging head on table*
To complicate my life more, the ants installed an escalator and now go to the food dish on the second floor. Who has ants like that? As soon as I find that escalator I will rip it out!
We will be gone for a few days in a couple of weeks and I’m trying to settle everyone on a simple routine that the cat sitter can follow without a complicated spreadsheet. I’m already worried she will charge combat pay if Hazel does one of her toxic poops.
Maybe it’s the heat and maybe it’s because they are cats. (I hear dogs are so much easier to feed!) I saw a copy of Bon Appetit next to the litter box with some tuna recipes cat-eared. Perhaps I should be screening their mail! I am screening their calls!