;)
This morning, I put Royce through the usual routine. I rubbed his thyroid medicine into his ear, then prepared a mix of Friskie's Salmon Senior Blend and Metamucil. Royce dug in.
Shortly afterward, I received an email from Jim Earnshaw, Charlie's dad - now better known to the world as Furless Jim.
He informed me that he had prepared some homemade, raw-meat cat food just for Royce and asked if we were going to be home.
I wrote back to tell him that we would be home, but suggested that rather than drive all the way out here, Margie could pick up the cat food Wednesday morning, after she drops me off at the airport.
;)
About 45 minutes later, I was sitting here, in my office, working at this computer, when I heard Margie knock upon my wall. This is her signal for me to come into the house, so I did and this is what I found.
Royce was wolfing... cougaring... down the homemade raw meat cat food like a ravenous lion. I had never saw him go at food with such tremendous enthusiasm, yet he has always been an enthusiastic eater.
It will be interesting to see if he gains any weight while I am gone.
Even if he doesn't, Furless Jim said, he will enjoy himself and will experience improved quality of life.
;)
Royce and his benefactors, Furless Jim and Charlie. Thank you both.