What, exactly, is it with hoomins? I mean, do they sit around and talk to each other about how best to annoy and frustrate their wonderful kittehs? Meanness, truly, just meanness.
Until two days ago, Leia & I enjoyed full bowls of food, whenever we wanted them. And then WHAM, they were taken away without notice. Now it's twice a day. TWICE! Seriously, people, we are going to starve!
She says it's my fault, that I'm too hefty, and she can hear my joints clicking. And that makes her feel bad, and guilty, so she's trying to fix my heft. *I* say she doesn't feel guilty ENOUGH. Does she respond to our pleas for more noms? NO! The best we get is. "well, ok, since you can't eat right now I won't have that cookie, so it's fair." Ha.
On the other paw.... we're more interested in our Stinky Goodness than before. And that seems to make her happy, since she wants us off the kibble. Something about our being hungry enough now to want to try it - see? MEANNESS!!!