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Cat speak

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Fido is outside maoing. it sounds like this.

Aou Aou Aou Aou Aou Aou (then he gets lazy) Ou Ou Ou Ou Ou (then he picks it up) AOU AOU AOU AOU AOU AOU AOU (then he gets bored) silence.

Dry food diet

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One of the cats has soft poop so Bryan decided to swap their half wet half dry diet to completely dry. However the cats didn’t get the memo. So when we came home in the evening, they were begging for their dinner. I poured the last bits of the dry food into their bowls and told them, THAT IS IT.

they stared at me and waited.

I took a new bag of dry food to refill the food container with. at the sound of plastic ripping, both boys RAAAAAAN to me, with Grey shoving Fido out of the way to get to me first. It was like watching a skinny old man shove a slower fat lady out of the way to get to the free goodie bag giveaway. They watched me as I poured the dry food into the container and toss the bag away. Confused, they walked back to their bowls and sniffed at them, around them before looking at me as if to say, WUT?

I looked at them and shouted NO MORE WET FOOD! HA! and walked away.

Grey is holding out and refusing to eat the dry food. Fido was so hungry he gave up hoping so he ate his dinner.

Sunday Morning

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I woke up this morning to cat meowing and pounding on the door. I opened the door to see both cats waiting outside for me. They ran to the kitchen, half-expecting me to follow them.

I got to the kitchen to find a mess of litter all over the floor. They waited as I swept up the debris.

I washed both the cat bowls while Grey meowed inpatiently at me. I split the food equally between the 2 cats while Grey eyed my movements, waiting to pounced on the kitchen counter the minute I turn my attention away.

I put the cat bowls down and separated both cats with the kitchen door.

Took this chance to use the bathroom and brush my teeth.

Grey’s litter box was a mess so I cleaned it up. scooped up the poop and stained litter. Did the same for Fido.

As I opened the kitchen door to get the fresh litter, Grey sneaked in and started eating from Fido’s bowl even before he was done. I chased him out with a broom. He hissed at me angrily. I slammed the door shut in his face.

As Grey pawed the door, I watched Fido as he finished the last of his meal before I opened the door again. Grey stared at the empty food bowl as I grabbed the litter and replenished both litter boxes.

Grey sniffed at his box and then attempted to pee in the bathroom instead. I shouted at him and he ran away.

I started scrubbing the toilet floor. Grey used his litter box.

I washed a couple of bottles that I was collecting for craft. I heard Fido tossing his litter around in his box and when I looked, he had propped himself half in half out of the box and took a majestic poop. He climbed out of the box and left a trail of poop prints.

I wiped down the poop prints. Stared at the fresh litter now stained with cat poop. Scooped out cat poop.

Both cats are now lounging in the living room.

This sounds like a job description for a domestic maid.

Cat Puke

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I’m not sure which is worse to wake up to: a puddle of cat (Fido) puke to clean at 8 in the morning. Or catching Grey in the act of eating the puke.

Cat on the other side

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Remember what i said about separating the cats during feeding time so Grey won’t snatch Fido’s food right from under his nose? This is them waiting patiently at the kitchen door when they were just about done. The minute the door opens, they swap places and eat from each other’s bowl.