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So we went away for five days, and we asked the rabbi to stop in and pet Peri and Margo and feed Biscuit. We left her a bunch of instructions, and all was well. When we were on our way home, we called her and she said everything was fine, "only the automatic feeder didn't seem to be working, but it was no problem--I fed them." We knew then, and we had another clue when we got home and Peri met us at the door looking like a blimp, but sure enough at 7:00 the feeder went off right on time, Peri ate everything there was, and then sat there peering up the chute looking for the rest. Sure enough, Noah assumed they were poor starving things because when she came in they were looking sadly up the chute and meowing.
Noah also said that Peri came and snuggled with her, but Margo mainly hid and peered out at her from under things, unless she was pouring food. When we came in, Peri threw herself at us joyfully and has been snuggling frantically any time we're on the sofa or at the table (with particular attention to throwing herself across the keyboards). Margo however avoided us and hid in a corner and wouldn't let anyone pet her until 2 in the morning, when she suddenly forgave us, hopped up on the bed, had a parade back and forth across all the organs she could reach, and then lay down and began purring like a buzzsaw and drooling a little river. Which she's been doing any time we're both in the bed ever since. So for five days away, we have an incredible amount of snuggling in our lives. ALL OVER our lives.
And that's the story of the cats and their very intense snuggling and how they tricked Noah into double their meals for five days. The end!
Noah also said that Peri came and snuggled with her, but Margo mainly hid and peered out at her from under things, unless she was pouring food. When we came in, Peri threw herself at us joyfully and has been snuggling frantically any time we're on the sofa or at the table (with particular attention to throwing herself across the keyboards). Margo however avoided us and hid in a corner and wouldn't let anyone pet her until 2 in the morning, when she suddenly forgave us, hopped up on the bed, had a parade back and forth across all the organs she could reach, and then lay down and began purring like a buzzsaw and drooling a little river. Which she's been doing any time we're both in the bed ever since. So for five days away, we have an incredible amount of snuggling in our lives. ALL OVER our lives.
And that's the story of the cats and their very intense snuggling and how they tricked Noah into double their meals for five days. The end!