Now instead of pestering the two minions I have delegated feeding and watering to, he pesters me to feed him. Feeding time isn't until 8pm, NO SOONER. The pestering begins at 7pm with him following me around the house, meowing every now and again or patting my arm if I am sitting in a chair or bumping my chair. As if that is going to get me moving.
At the appointed time, I call out to the minion who's turn it is for feeding (don't ask me why this is such a kewl thing to do, I'm thankful just the same) and let them know it is 8pm. As soon as he hears the rustling bag, off he goes!
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