Breakfast in Bed

Greetings, Fellow Felines! (and, of course, our C-A-N-I-N-E and Human Friends)!

Pixie here, to tell you, I have been threatened! Yes, I have! Yesterday, our Human threatened Me with a return visit to the V-E-T to have my teeth and gums checked! What's more, she said that if I don't eat, she'll have to get appetite-enhancing pills from the V-E-T and make me swallow them twice a day!

Well, I am here to tell you, Fellow Felines, that I will not be coerced! I made that very clear to her yesterday. As a result, she went to bed very upset and with leaky eyes.

But this morning, I woke up in quite a good mood - and hungry. I think she could sense that. She mixed up a couple of tablespoonsful of my moist dietary food with about half a teaspoonful of FF Chicken Feast to improve the flavour and aroma, making sure there was plenty of gravy and before serving it up to Me, she put Possum's food on the balcony. He went for it and Mummy shut him on the balcony, so I was able to eat my food in peace, even leaving it from time to time and going back to it, without Possum gobbling it up the moment my back was turned. Then she went and made herself a cup of coffee and something to eat and took it back to bed with her. When she had finished her own breakfast, she came to check up and see how much I had eaten. I really don't like it when she stands over me, watching to see how much I am eating but I managed to eat almost half my food while she was making and eating her own breakfast. She was very pleased with Me - but not pleased enough. She wanted me to eat the whole lot. So she took my food bowl with her back to the bedroom, got into bed, sat me down beside her and coaxed me to eat about half of what was left. It took the better part of an hour, on and off - but it was nice to be petted and cherished and loved so much. Then, she went and let Possum back in and he came and sat on the bed and got loved while I went to sit in the kitchen on Possum's favourite perch, in a sun puddle. 

Here I am, hiding behind a potted plant:

And in the afternnon, I was Extra Good and I even let Mummy give me my infusion, without making any fuss. I didn't bite or scratch even once, and I only started to fidget towards the end, when it became too uncomfortable. I was a Very Good Kitty, wasn't I?

And what about Me? Yes, Fellow Felines, it's Possum here!
What do you think was happening to Me while Pixie was having Breakfast in Bed with Mummy? You've got it in one, Kitties! I was imprisoned for almost an hour on the balcony, with nothing to eat (because, of course, I finished my food in a couple of minutes, without having to be coaxed or threatened). And then, when I was finally released from my incarceration, I wasn't given any more food. But I did get to lie down on the bed next to Mummy and have my tummy rubbed. Pixie went off and stole my favourite perch - but I found a much better sun puddle in Mummy's bedroom. Mummy took a picture so you can judge for yourselves.

Now Mummy is going to have her Shabbat afternoon nap and we are Both going to curl up next to her and have a nap too.

Have a nice weekend, Fellow Felines.