Callie lays up against my back and shoulders all night. When she wants me to get up she jumps over and lays between the backs of my legs. When my legs are getting numb I wake up and look at the clock. It's usually 8:30-9:30 am when she does this. She follows me to the bathroom and into Paula's room. If I don't go to the kitchen next she starts crying at me. Marie will be sitting in the doorway to Paula's room just a crying away. They both follow me to the kitchen and wait while I get the little can of food open. If I put the whole can down in one bowl Callie would slurp the whole thing down. I put it in two little bowls. I put Marie's on the floor in the kitchen then make Callie follow me to the lsundry room. I put her bowl down then I race to the kitchen in time to see Marie racing to the living room. She darts under the sofa or jumps in the window. If she's under the sofa I sit which makes her get into the window. If I don't grab her bowl up and take to her in the living room I find Callie scarfing down her food too. Marie only licks the gravy off. I have to wave her bowl under her nose 5 or 6 times before she decides to lick the gravy. When she's done I take the bare meat out to the den or my sewing room for Sophie. Sometimes she waits under Paula's pool table or behind my sewing cabinet. If she's under the pool table I have to stand there and keep Callie away or she eats it. When Sophie is done I put it on the floor in my sewing room. Callie races out behind me to eat more of it. None of them will eat pate. They only want the grilled or gravy lover's stuff. They all have dry food available 24/7 so the wet is basically a treat. I give Callie and Marie Temptations treats up in their cat tower. Sophie so far just stares at them. One day she might start eating them. We do the food routine twice a day. When it gets to be about 5:30-6:00 pm Callie will start following me around or if I am sitting she gets in my lap and stays until I get up to fix our dinner. We have to wait until the 3 girls are taken care of. It is a real zoo here. Paula says I am their slave. They have me conditioned to cater to their whims.
Callie lays up against my back and shoulders all night. When she wants me to get up she jumps over and lays between the backs of my legs. When my legs are getting numb I wake up and look at the clock. It's usually 8:30-9:30 am when she does this. She follows me to the bathroom and into Paula's room. If I don't go to the kitchen next she starts crying at me. Marie will be sitting in the doorway to Paula's room just a crying away. They both follow me to the kitchen and wait while I get the little can of food open. If I put the whole can down in one bowl Callie would slurp the whole thing down. I put it in two little bowls. I put Marie's on the floor in the kitchen then make Callie follow me to the lsundry room. I put her bowl down then I race to the kitchen in time to see Marie racing to the living room. She darts under the sofa or jumps in the window. If she's under the sofa I sit which makes her get into the window. If I don't grab her bowl up and take to her in the living room I find Callie scarfing down her food too. Marie only licks the gravy off. I have to wave her bowl under her nose 5 or 6 times before she decides to lick the gravy. When she's done I take the bare meat out to the den or my sewing room for Sophie. Sometimes she waits under Paula's pool table or behind my sewing cabinet. If she's under the pool table I have to stand there and keep Callie away or she eats it. When Sophie is done I put it on the floor in my sewing room. Callie races out behind me to eat more of it. None of them will eat pate. They only want the grilled or gravy lover's stuff. They all have dry food available 24/7 so the wet is basically a treat. I give Callie and Marie Temptations treats up in their cat tower. Sophie so far just stares at them. One day she might start eating them. We do the food routine twice a day. When it gets to be about 5:30-6:00 pm Callie will start following me around or if I am sitting she gets in my lap and stays until I get up to fix our dinner. We have to wait until the 3 girls are taken care of. It is a real zoo here. Paula says I am their slave. They have me conditioned to cater to their whims.
Yes, we don't own cats, cats own us. Get to it slave. LOL