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azdesertroseApparently the weeks that Little Guy was on his own behind the shed at Cliff's work left him afraid that if he doesn't eat everything in sight he won't eat.
He's gotten the message that nobody here is going to hurt him and has become quite the lap slut, coming up to people and wanting to be held and petted. You can hold and pet that kitten for hours and he won't get up and walk away.
But he will eat damn nigh anything. He got in the food bowl this morning when Nancy was feeding Tessa and Sweetie Pie their adult cat food, and then went to his bowl when she fed him his kitten food. And last night I was eating a chimichanga and could not for my life get him to get out of my face. He wanted that food.
Little kittiot. Or should that be kittiette?
He's gotten the message that nobody here is going to hurt him and has become quite the lap slut, coming up to people and wanting to be held and petted. You can hold and pet that kitten for hours and he won't get up and walk away.
But he will eat damn nigh anything. He got in the food bowl this morning when Nancy was feeding Tessa and Sweetie Pie their adult cat food, and then went to his bowl when she fed him his kitten food. And last night I was eating a chimichanga and could not for my life get him to get out of my face. He wanted that food.
Little kittiot. Or should that be kittiette?
