Yesterday's Condo
It would appear that my kitties think anytime I'm puttering around the kitchen, it means it's time for them to be served a meal. I've been starting my prep for Thanksgiving and I am intermittently visited by Gabby then Gizmo then Gabby then Gizmo, etc. Gabby just sits and stares at me and then at her bowl. Gizmo gets up on his back legs and swats at me to get my attention. When I explain it's not time yet, whoever is in the kitchen walks off only to be replaced by the other kitty. (I think this is a subtle means of determining who mom likes best!)
It would appear that my kitties think anytime I'm puttering around the kitchen, it means it's time for them to be served a meal. I've been starting my prep for Thanksgiving and I am intermittently visited by Gabby then Gizmo then Gabby then Gizmo, etc. Gabby just sits and stares at me and then at her bowl. Gizmo gets up on his back legs and swats at me to get my attention. When I explain it's not time yet, whoever is in the kitchen walks off only to be replaced by the other kitty. (I think this is a subtle means of determining who mom likes best!)