I stood in line with everyone this morning, but the difference is, I was actually being PAID while I was standing there. I love my company.
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Boo whines and whiiiines until I fill the cat bowl to an amount he find sufficient. It's different all the time. Some days, he becomes wrathful that there is only a half bowl of chow available for him at any one time. Other days it can dwindle to one or two nuggets before he starts to complain. Today it didn't look as though Nihao and he had eaten at all during the day. The bowl still contained about the amount I had measured out for them when I left this morning.
As I inpsected it, his persistant BEEEEEWWWWWWW??? bbeeeeeeewwww?? got louder and louder, and he actually stood up to tap me on the elbow with his paw. So, like my parents before me, (carefully salting my plate of food when I begged for it--but without turning the salter upside down so anything comes out) I picked up his food bowl and carefully rustled through it with my fingers. "I'm adding brand NEW food for you," I lied.
I put the bowl down and he huffily ate his fill and promptly went to sleep afterward. I must admit I was a little shocked that it worked. I had expected some innate feline sense to alert him. I guess he's more like a little kid than I thought.
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