The Laundry Pit

My cat can be a pig. Tom's cat, Goonie, IS a pig.

We've got Cleo here- and she has a very specific diet:

• Kibble
• Top-of-the-line canned (Salmon & Brown Rice Dinner)
• Baked chicken or sliced/diced beef

When she got here, the cats hated her.

They've [the cats] gone from volcanic-loathing to mild indifference.....to full-on hitting on the dog.
Two male siamese..... walking thru the house, cat-calling a 120lb great dane.

I got my answer tonight.
I went to feed Cleo dinner and in her bowl, was a ratty, nasty, sad-looking little pink catty pipecleaner.
This. Is the boys' currency.

Pipecleaners, especially the ones that look like catapillars ("catty"-wide fuzzy, narrow fuzzy, wide fuzzy) are their fix. The love them- carry them everywhere, sleep with them. Pipe cleaners are 'the bomb' with our cats.
Bushido is a snowshoe- which means he LOVES water.
Bushido puts anything he LOVES, into water. His dish, the sink, anywhere he can get it into water.
Goonie, at 5 months- does whatever Bushi does. Little brother = Monkey-see-monkey-do.

We have 3-4 water bowls around the house- and each one is now garnished with a pipecleaner, like a cocktail:

• Upstairs hall bowl, red snowflake bowl with white interior: lime green straight pipe cleaner. 
• Downstairs kitchen bowl, silver wide pawprint stainless steel bowl: two- red straight, black catty.
• Office bowl: Dark green ceramic: yellow catty, and sometimes blue.

So...basically this is what it is-

• Cleo gets serious din-din.
• Cats get regular dry cat food.
• Cats have figured out that dog gets gourmet.
• Cats now leave 'payment' for raiding the dog dish after she's done with it.

Good. Grief. Goonie is going to weigh 50 pounds by the end of next week, little snot.