4 cats are a lot of cats! I've finally gotten a morning feeding routine. We've had to change up a few things as we can't demand feed anymore or Dion who has gained 3 lbs in short order, just keeps eating. He is so happy to have food, he just scarfs it down like he may never be fed again. I've had to leave a bowl of the cheaper food that they don't like as much out, just so that he always has food but only put the good stuff out at regular feeding times. The first time I did this, he dug through the cheaper food, looking for tidbits of the good stuff. What a mess, with those little nuggets flying around as he was mining for treasures in this tiny little bowl... lol.
|Phil looking regal, sweet and calm, hiding his inner crazy cat!|
Phil spends his mornings flying around the house, bouncing off furniture and playing with everything from plastic bottles to his tail. I've had to hide all my pony tail elastics for fear he'll swallow one. He spent over an hour yesterday playing with a plastic bottle top - big enough for him not to eat, but light enough for him to bat around the house. He has a lot of crazy cat in him. Then he settles down for a nap and is so sweet, with his little sighs and mews.
Our old cat isn't quite so happy and accepting yet. Last night he chased Phil off my lap and then chased Dion, who was sleeping quietly on a chair. It happened to be the chair I normally use. We figured the old guy was just making sure that they both knew he had claimed me first. It was kind of amusing, except for the hissing and swatting which took place on my lap.