We continue to have problems with Meezer Girl slapping Faux Tux away from the food bowl so she can gobble down all of the krunchies.
Fortunately, Tuxie and GT have decided that Maggie and I are sufficiently safe bipeds that they no longer flee our presence, and are quite willing to eat with us standing nearby. Filling the water bowl can be a bit of an adventure: one of the bowls sits near the hose, and we often have to uncoil the hose from under GT’s paws.
In fact, they’re so happy to have a regular source of food that they rub against our legs when we come down to fill the bowls.
I’m happy to report that when she’s hungry, her eye lasers don’t have enough power to do more than singe our pant cuffs.