Marvie and Tugger
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Yesterday
I don't want to discuss Tugger's AMBG this morning but I guess I have to. Hubby woke up first and fed. BACKWARDS. The badword man put the Counter Food on the floor (FF Marinated Morsels, Chicken) and the Floor Food on the counter. So Tugger cleared an entire plate of badword high carb food and he probably pushed Echo off and cleared the other plate too. Thankfully, it was only one can of the high carb put out and not three cans. ohmygod_smile
So I wake up at 8am and go to get coffee (which he hadn't bothered to make, and did I mention I was up till well after 2am with teenagers?) and I glanced at the food dishes. I see chunks on the floor plates. Chunks do not belong on floor plates. Floor plates are pate foods almost exclusively. So I pick up the plate that had a few chunks on it (out from under BB's nose, she was ticked!) and took it to hubby to ask "What is this?" *blank look* "Cat food?" sez he. "Yes smart*** it is cat food. Which cat food is it, because it looks like HC to me and it was on the floor and the dishes on the counter appear to be low carb so I'm just trying to figure out who ate what food." "Oh BADWORD. I screwed up again?" "Yes, it appears you did."
I get Tug's number. 175. BADWORDS, lots and lots of them. It'd only been a half hour since he fed when I tested.
I'll check again in about 15 minutes and probably a few more times today. Then, can I kill him? Hubby not the cat.
I don't want to discuss Tugger's AMBG this morning but I guess I have to. Hubby woke up first and fed. BACKWARDS. The badword man put the Counter Food on the floor (FF Marinated Morsels, Chicken) and the Floor Food on the counter. So Tugger cleared an entire plate of badword high carb food and he probably pushed Echo off and cleared the other plate too. Thankfully, it was only one can of the high carb put out and not three cans. ohmygod_smile
So I wake up at 8am and go to get coffee (which he hadn't bothered to make, and did I mention I was up till well after 2am with teenagers?) and I glanced at the food dishes. I see chunks on the floor plates. Chunks do not belong on floor plates. Floor plates are pate foods almost exclusively. So I pick up the plate that had a few chunks on it (out from under BB's nose, she was ticked!) and took it to hubby to ask "What is this?" *blank look* "Cat food?" sez he. "Yes smart*** it is cat food. Which cat food is it, because it looks like HC to me and it was on the floor and the dishes on the counter appear to be low carb so I'm just trying to figure out who ate what food." "Oh BADWORD. I screwed up again?" "Yes, it appears you did."
I get Tug's number. 175. BADWORDS, lots and lots of them. It'd only been a half hour since he fed when I tested.
I'll check again in about 15 minutes and probably a few more times today. Then, can I kill him? Hubby not the cat.