My cat, Stuffy, is on my last nerve today. She has her own heated room, but she wanted to come in the house early today. So, I let her in and gave her one of my good choppped up weenies and some shredded cheese. She wanted milk or tuna. I was all out. I was going to have weenies for lunch myself. Which I did. She would not eat what I had. She bawled and squawled and ran when I tried to catch her to put her out to her room. I finally did. I couldn't take the pickiness or the bawling and squawling. Where have I gone wrong?!?
I love your post. Chopped up weenies and shredded cheese sounds good to me. You may have to tell Stuffy to stuff it today. She's just being a contrarian and needs to know that last nerves are valuable. :-)
>>Where have I gone wrong?!?
Choosing "Cat," not "Dog". :-)