Ratface
Well-Known Member
Aforementioned Wretched Kat has surpassed himself this morning. Having been diagnosed with Feline Irritable Bowel Syndrome and flatly refusing to eat any of the meds/special vet prescribed cat food and driving me mad by Yoooowling that he was/still is Staaarved, I set out in Ancient Car over the rain and windswept motorway bridge and motorway to Pets@Home. Got expensive branded appropriate wet food, and a lovely igloo bed so he could hide from the fireworks which upset him last time.
Result: Kat isn't eating expensive cat food. Is totally ignoring the lovely cosy igloo bed.
Little Treasure has stalked off to the draughty wheelhouse and is staring moodily through the rain-streaked wheelhouse windows. Gave me a hard stare and went back to being on watch.
Thankless Kat. And I lightly sprayed the igloo bed with Feliway as well.
Onwards!
Result: Kat isn't eating expensive cat food. Is totally ignoring the lovely cosy igloo bed.
Little Treasure has stalked off to the draughty wheelhouse and is staring moodily through the rain-streaked wheelhouse windows. Gave me a hard stare and went back to being on watch.
Thankless Kat. And I lightly sprayed the igloo bed with Feliway as well.
Onwards!