I have the sweetest, most wonderful, cool, awesome cat in the whole wide world, you would say so yourself if you met him, but every evening from the moment we walk in the door he hounds us nonstop crying, begging, stares, and rubbing our legs trying to get us to feed him his canned food. It's up and down off our laps, and every time we get up to get something from the kitchen or go take a pee, he's running over to his bowl like we're going to feed him as if an overabundance of dry kibbles is not enough for his fat-cat-in-a-healthy-cat's-body of an appetite. Crying constantly and rubbing his snotty nose all over my clothing and skin. It's so annoying, I just want to throw a chair at him or choke him and throw him through our sliding glass door over the deck and into the back yard of our apartment building! Besides possibly rage counseling for myself, is there anything I can do to get him to stop wining like a little pussy (perhaps bad choice of words) from 5:30 until the moment we feed him just before bed?
(Please sense the sarcasm in my comment, don't be sending ASPCA out after me, thanks...but this seriously is annoying)
(Please sense the sarcasm in my comment, don't be sending ASPCA out after me, thanks...but this seriously is annoying)
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