And it’s bad again. The best it’s been was when I was making sure she got Fancy Feast to eat. Which isn’t easy because you’ve got Ron Howard right there in her face (another reason I’m not thrilled with him right now; at least Rory politely waits, he doesn’t, he’s pushing Lonee away to get to the food and it’s not like I starve him).
I even tried giving her food this morning when she was outside and I locked him in. But the problem was with him locked in, she couldn’t get in, either and she got pretty scared. Forget the food, how do I get into the house?
So, I spend time watching to see where everybody is and if she’s pretty much alone, I give her Fancy Feast. I pick it out of the can with my fingers and put it in front of her. She won’t eat it from a plate or bowl.
It’s work to get her to eat. She loves the stuff, but she takes so long to eat it, that it’s a chore to keep the other cats away and if I start using the water bottle, she runs, too.
*sigh*
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