But it’s dinnertime that’s really changed around here. In the old days, we’d open a can of food and spoon it out onto two plates, one for each cat. Inkblot and Jasmine ate a leisurely meal, usually leaving about half the food on the plate. Later they’d come back to finish it off. But those days are gone: Domino licks her plate to a sheen and then waits around for Inkblot to amble off. When he does, his leftover food is hoovered up in an instant.
All for the best, I suppose, since Inkblot is supposed to be losing some weight. It’s hard not to feel a little sorry for him, though. He just doesn’t realize that the competition has been cranked up a notch.
(Shed no tears, though. Inkblot also has a bowl of dry food available day and night. It’s diet dry food these days, but them’s the breaks.)