pretty much yuki’s daily plan of action to make sure he doesn’t starve.
not that he would starve if i wouldn’t feed him for a day or two- kitty got some spare jiggle!
from the moment i wake up and my feet touch the floor, he starts meowing, reminding me that “oh yes- he’s hungry!”
he follows me to the bathroom. hops on the sink while i wash my face- god forbid i don’t hear him sitting on the floor! brush my teeth with a constant, slightly louder meow in my ear. my toothbrush is electric, so he’s again making sure i can hear him over the buzzing noise.
me: bunny! it’s ok, i’ll feed you! let me get dressed and we’ll go, ok?
yuki: waaaaa! waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
oh yeah, it’s not an enunciated “meow” anymore. the sound he is producing at this stage is more like a baby’s wail. long, loud and piercing.
yuki follows me all the way around the room becoming less and less patient. he shows his disapproval of my slowness by reaching an acoustic level that drowns out my radio.
have you had a hungry cat scream at you before? trust me, you want to feed it asap, or you will most likely go nuts.
at this stage i’m threatening him- i’m not taking any of his feline bitching anymore!
me: listen to me, cat! if you don’t shut up now, i’m not feeding you! you hear?!
yuki: … moww… WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!
me: i’m being serious! when have i ever not fed you?! shut up! you don’t see cookie and loki being annoying! they know that i’ll feed them! you know it! so shut it!
yuki: waaa waaaaa WAAAAAAAA!
we don’t get anywhere with these conversations. it’s frustrating, to say the least.
i try to stare him down. he’s not impressed. just stares back and voices his disapproval of why he *still* hasn’t been fed.
i sigh. i give up. i walk towards the kitchen led by one very hungry kitty and followed by two other slightly less hungry kitties.
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