Greetings, Fellow Felines!
Possum the MagnifiCat here, with Princess PixieCato as co-pilot right beside Me.
We knew it was only a matter of time before our Human slipped up, what with her new feeding schedules and diets and so on...
Today, instead of putting both feeding bowls away after breakfast, she left My bowl out, in the kitchen and took Pixie's to the bedroom, to try and coax her to eat. She calls it "Room Service". When she saw that Pixie had eaten all she was going to eat for breakfast, she cleared Pixie's bowl away. But she forgot all about Mine and she left it out on the kitchen floor and went off to work. When she came home this evening, she found the bowl completely empty. Now she doesn't know which of Us has been nibbling throughout the day, or if, perhaps, it was both of Us. And we're not going to tell her, are we, Pixie?
Pixie here, Fellow Felines. No, we aren't going to tell her a thing. We're going to keep her guessing. MOL.
It's me again - Possum. Pixie got the better of Mummy for the second time this evening. Mummy tried to administer her infusion, but the needle didn't go in properly and when Mummy changed it, she pricked her own finger. But she didn't fall asleep for a hundred years. No, instead, she went and stuck another needle in Pixie. But Pixie wasn't having any, this time. I guess she's decided no more Mr Nice Guy. She pulled away and the needle came out and the liquid squirted all over the place. So Mummy gave up and said Pixie will have to have her infusion tomorrow instead.
Pixie is already checking out suitable hidey-holes.