I’ve mentioned before that Luna is the smart one of my two cats. Like most cats (I assume) she comes running when she hears a can open or the kibble container with the measuring cup scraping around inside. She comes hurtling around corners if she hears the treat bottle rattle. She sounds like a herd of elephants all by herself. When I’m home alone with the cats, I sometimes forget and think the kids are home because she’s making so much noise upstairs.
Within the past couple of months I noticed that someone who will not own up to it has been over-feeding the cats their kitty treats. The bottle was emptying way too quickly. Luna is good about bullying for treats, especially if she knows where they’re kept. She always knows where they’re kept and how to ask for them. At one point someone left the bottle on the counter instead of putting it in the cabinet and she managed to knock it to the floor and get the lid off, eating 98% of the bottle, puking it up, and eating it again.
Apparently they’re so good you can’t help but eat them twice. In a row.
So I’ve taken to keeping the treats in my room so that the kids don’t get overzealous with them. The cats need them daily for tartar control since, you know, I’m not going to brush their teeth. I feel like keeping my face and my breasts intact. Luna is very much aware of the fact that the treats are in my room.
Well… about a month ago she started sitting and doing her cat version of begging for treats when I was giving Gracie her nightly medications. She did the same whenever I took my own medications. She kept nudging my hands like I was keeping treats for her.
“No Luna! Those are
kiddie treatsGracie’s medicine! Not kitty treats!”
Gracie thought that one was hysterical. Now, in order to take even Advil in peace, I have to give Luna her treats because she thinks I’m passing out kiddie treats and mommy treats and leaving her out. She mopes if I don’t. She sits and stares at the medicine bag. Even if the treats are visible elsewhere. She even knows the routine of when the kids go to bed, it’s time for medicine and therefore time to pass out the treats. Luna had trained Daisy to do the same thing now. The girls think it’s hysterical.
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- the kitty is out of the bag (pedrothecat.com)