We narrowly averted tragedy here this week. I came downstairs one morning and found, well it’s still hard to talk about…I found an empty cat food bowl. Empty. I realized that Janet was listless and nearly passed out from starvation.
Helen was already comatose from lack of food. Upon further investigation I discovered it may have been as much as 3 hours since there had been any cat food out. That’s 3 days in Cat Hunger Time. Fortunately I discovered the problem right before Chrissy was dialing KPS (Kitty Protective Services) to report us.
Our kitties are accustomed to an “open feeding” lifestyle. That is, we always have bowls of dry food out and they can nibble when they get hungry. Then once a day they all split a can of wet food. As far as I can tell, this is the highlight of their day, which I understand because sometimes a Snickers bar is the highlight of my day. They get so excited about their wet food that Dan has to lock himself in the bathroom to scoop the food out onto a plate without getting attacked. The cats have become quite orderly and patient as they sit outside the door crying, wondering where their next wet meal is coming from.
On very rare occasions, the cats eat all the dry food in the bowl while we are sleeping. On rare occasion being twice in two and a half years. Through my careful study of pop psychology I have learned of a concept called “projection.” That is when one person ascribes their own thoughts or feelings to another person…or animal…or lampshade, although I leave that last one for the experts.
It could be said that I project my food issues on to my cats. It could and it has been said, in fact, by someone who then spent a week sleeping in the guest room. This is how Dan acquires better judgment. Trust me, he will never travel down that particular path again.
When I get upset about the cats going for hours on end without food, it has nothing to do with me, it’s all about my compassion for them. So when I found the empty food bowl I did not do a dramatic re-enactment of the first scene from Oliver. I didn’t go off into a tizzy and eat an entire pint of Ben & Jerry’s in one sitting! Gawd no. I ate it slowly, one tablespoon at a time, in 15 immediately consecutive sittings.