Maybe? Just maybe she’s turned a corner?
When we got home yesterday, she wanted food. I brought out the Kirkland dry and she ate a bunch. This morning, she cried for some beef when she heard me opening the door. Came out from her hiding spot and on top of a condo close to the kitchen. A place where she’s been many times, waiting for a treat.
And not all that long ago, I saw her eating out of the feeder, eating Felidae dry. She’s also looking a little better.
I’m glad I made her eat the A/D last week when I could catch her. I’m glad I realized that maybe she’d like raw beef. I think that helped perk up her appetite. I think this saved her from going anorexic.
I know she’s not perfect yet, but I’ll keep defrosting those steaks and cutting them up as long as those are what’s keeping her eating.
I think this has been a good week for her.
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