April 16th 2013 10:41 pm
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Normally Josie and I have half a sachet of chunks each every meal time. Mum swears that's one packets shared but I always have to check that Josie hasn't been given something more tasty than me. And then we have biscuits pretty much whenever we want them.
Lately both of us are eating more biscuits and less chunks so mum has decided to starve us. You should see the squiddly little portions she has been serving up! She says she's happy to give us more if we finish what we have but she hates to throw food away.
One thing about more biscuits is they make you more thirsty. I am happy with the water in our bowl but Josie likes hers really fresh. She's been getting in the basin a lot to drink from the tap and yesterday when mum walked in the room holding a newly poured glass of water for herself Josie was following her mewing until mum put it down and then Josie drank from it.
Mum says if Josie keeps being so very thirsty she might think about taking her to the vet which is a mean thing to do just because some cat steals your water.
Josie says she's fine and needs no vet.
Each morning I help mum know what to say and then I sleep while mum checks the headlines. Yesterday we were all so shocked by what she read and are sending our purrs to everyone in Boston.
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My typist lived in Boston for three years and has been right where the bombs were many times - it was very sad.
I've been purring for the people of Boston too mate. It's just a horrible waste of life. I just hope the death toll doesn't rise.
Toby, chunks are much better for you than bon bons (I call my biscuits bon bons). We get almost no bon bons at all and we don't drink much because the wet food is like 70 purrcent moisture. We don't wanna start a big argument here wet vs. dry food, you can read a lot about that on the purrnet. But Mom prefers wet food because dry food is just that. Dry. And drinking all the water you want can't make up for it.
Sunday Mom was mean to us. We all asked for food at 2 pm but Mom said: wait a minute, when I'm at work you don't get a midday meal. Then she made us wait until 4 pm. Very mean I tell you. But we were so hungry from all the begging we cleaned our bowls real good.
We are purring for the people in Boston. What is the world coming to. Crazy.