The Plague Diaries: The Cats Are Having a Day

The cats are miserable. First, after seeing the one Joe Saul and Lisa Leutheuser have for their cat, I bought a cat feeder that forces the cats to hook food out of the feeder a piece or two at a time. This is to slow their eating (important for Dora "Miss Meatloaf") and give them something to do. But both of them are used to having food bowls, and they can't seem to understand the concept of working for their food. Whenever I walk toward the feeder, they rush ahead of me and stand next to it, looking up expectantly. "Why haven't you fed us?" I shake the feeder a little so a few bits of kibble drop out, and they gobble these down, then go back to staring up at me. I'm sure they'll figure it out eventually, but for now they're miserable.
Also, Raul the Roomba didn't vacuum the bedroom for some reason, so I put him inside it and closed the door. A moment later, there was a whole lot of violence noise and banging from inside the room. BOOM! WHAM! POW! I opened the door to see what on earth was going on, and both cats streaked away with their tails in full brush mode. Apparently they were both under the bed when I put Raul in there, and they reacted like Sylvester the Cat being locked in with the bulldog.
They're having a day.

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