Two weeks later...
.
They have finally broken me.
Between the desperate pleas, the recurring fisticuffs on the bed in the middle of the night, and the sudden appearances seemingly out of nowhere, side by side like those scary kids from The Shining, bearing glares that say "we want gluten NOW," I give. Fancy Feast it is.
Oh wait. OK. It's not just me.
http://health.usnews.com/articles/health/healthday/2009/07/13/cats-purrfect-at-getting-needs-met-study-shows.html
They have finally broken me.
Between the desperate pleas, the recurring fisticuffs on the bed in the middle of the night, and the sudden appearances seemingly out of nowhere, side by side like those scary kids from The Shining, bearing glares that say "we want gluten NOW," I give. Fancy Feast it is.
Oh wait. OK. It's not just me.
http://health.usnews.com/articles/health/healthday/2009/07/13/cats-purrfect-at-getting-needs-met-study-shows.html