It’s the peep this week. I wrestled the blog from Gracie, our star reporter and the other three who are busy with their breakfast coma nap.
Since moving to this new house, I’ve been struggling to get a feeding routine that works. I have to feed the grays separate from Gus and Sasha as the latter two will push their way in and eat everyone’s food. We don’t have a room with a door on the first floor except the powder room and my bedroom so I’ve been feeding them in the front part of the house with the other two in the back. It somewhat works but as soon as Gus and Sasha finish their dishes they go looking. Yes, it’s all the same food. Sometimes from the same can but it seems to be tastier when someone else has licked it first.
Gracie, small though she is, will not allow herself to be pushed out. Morgan doesn’t like the drama and leaves. I pick up her dish and follow her to a new spot that she picks out. It’s time consuming because while Sasha and Gus chow down like there is no tomorrow, the grays dine as if they were in a fine restaurant, taking the occasional pause to look at the surroundings. They smell the bouquet and check the vintage of the food. I have to stand there until they are finished.
It won’t always be like this. First I’m thinking of feeding the grays in my bedroom. Not ideal but effective because I can close the door. We are waiting for a contractor to close in a section of the front room and that will have a door. That may be better but it’s months off until the work is done. Until then, we play musical chairs with the food.
Now for a new pic of our lovers:
Everyone here wishes you all a great weekend.