Good afternoon, dear friends
My cats like to be in bowls and boxes. This time, there were bowls. I prepared the laundry and waited for the washing machine to finish its cycle—the cats, who will run first and sit in the bowl. Today, Sailor was the first. There was no room left for Vasily.
After dinner, they went back to the bowl. This time, Vasily was lucky.
Then they changed again, and Sailor stayed in the bowl to sleep until the morning.
Today they refused dinner. I think they are tired of fish. They started to sort out the food. They want a variety of fish. Sometimes I give them raw pork or chicken. As soon as they hear that I am cutting meat, they are already sitting and waiting for a piece. I have to give each one, because I love my cats.
