Well if not demented, at least they have some serious pretzel logic going on.
Case in point: I have a food dish, a little two-compartment affair they eat out of every day. Right on the floor in the kitchen, along with a water bowl. My dog, Lester, has his meals out on the back porch. When they're all three chowing down, with the dog out back and the cats in the kitchen, everything is cool. Peace on Earth and enough rice for all the people.
The problem here happens when Lester is in the house and the cats are eating. They invariably leave food in their dish which Lester just comes in and eats. He used to jump when I'd catch him eating Maxine's food, but with these two he seems to have no compunction. Maybe his reasoning is from Peanuts's Snoopy: "anything on the floor is legally mine".
So I've tried putting the cat food dish up on a table in the kitchen. The cats are up on it anyway much of the time they're in there, so I figured they'd see the dish with food in it and that would be that.
Maybe normal cats, but not my two. Jill, seeing the dry cat food in her dish, reached in with her paw, scooped the food out of the dish and onto the floor! And from there, jumped off the table and proceeded to eat the food off the floor.
She's figuring that food belongs on the floor, whether in her dish or not. So she's just putting it back in its rightful place. Apparently this makes perfect sense to my cats. And this is why I'm convinced I have insane animals.
Or maybe they are the sane ones.
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PS I see this site now has a follower. Thanks, dude! Glad you enjoy the posts. I'll try to get off my ass and do more.
Case in point: I have a food dish, a little two-compartment affair they eat out of every day. Right on the floor in the kitchen, along with a water bowl. My dog, Lester, has his meals out on the back porch. When they're all three chowing down, with the dog out back and the cats in the kitchen, everything is cool. Peace on Earth and enough rice for all the people.
The problem here happens when Lester is in the house and the cats are eating. They invariably leave food in their dish which Lester just comes in and eats. He used to jump when I'd catch him eating Maxine's food, but with these two he seems to have no compunction. Maybe his reasoning is from Peanuts's Snoopy: "anything on the floor is legally mine".
So I've tried putting the cat food dish up on a table in the kitchen. The cats are up on it anyway much of the time they're in there, so I figured they'd see the dish with food in it and that would be that.
Maybe normal cats, but not my two. Jill, seeing the dry cat food in her dish, reached in with her paw, scooped the food out of the dish and onto the floor! And from there, jumped off the table and proceeded to eat the food off the floor.
She's figuring that food belongs on the floor, whether in her dish or not. So she's just putting it back in its rightful place. Apparently this makes perfect sense to my cats. And this is why I'm convinced I have insane animals.
Or maybe they are the sane ones.
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PS I see this site now has a follower. Thanks, dude! Glad you enjoy the posts. I'll try to get off my ass and do more.
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