Jake has returned. He knows the male family members don’t care like I do. He’s gobbling his gooshy fud.
I caught a glimpse of Chip yesterday as I came out of the kitchen, headed for the bedroom. He looked to see how far away I was and then went under the sofa the rest of the way. He’s got the scrawniest tail on any cat I’ve ever seen! LOL!
This morning I came into the kitchen to find little kernels of his dry food neatly placed around his dish. I guess he’s telling me he’s not fond of that particular flavor! ;o]
He doesn’t have any trouble with the gooshy fud, but he’s picky about the dry stuff on occasion.
Maybe after my shower, I’ll go take a nap. Stupid kidney.