I had no idea one of my cats would turn into ‘the other woman’. That’s why I was thrilled at the opportunity to share Fancy Feast® Broths (AKA my secret weapon) as a part of this sponsored post program.
According to the interwebz, spending quality time with your feline companion(s) has been proven to reduce stress and time spent bathing. And we all know everything we find in Google is truer than true. In fact, all of the information shared on Facebook is vetted ’round the clock by a team of highly trained monkeys. Swear.
Do you guys know about Michael’s lady friend? I am reminded of her existence each and every time he travels for work. She might have the long, shiny locks I will never know in my lifetime. She might provide Michael with the warm cuddles he so desires when he crawls into bed. She might even comfort him more than I am capable of. Their umbilical cord is fused for life, but I know the ultimate key to to her heart, allowing me to maintain my alpha role.
It’s food. Wet cat food. Liquid gold to any cat.
Food is always the answer to life’s tough questions. Just like when it comes to the male she has wrapped around her furry little toes.
Which is why I treat her with something tasty like Fancy Feast® Broths when Michael gets home from a trip. If I don’t… ooooo, girl! If she doesn’t get a treat in the form of something special like wet cat food, she gets all high maintenance on us. She needs far more ‘tell me I’m pretty’ attention than this old broad.
Case in point.
Michael strolled in from his last work trip around 10pm and immediately got ready for bed. You know, because he was tired from working all day. She clearly wasn’t please with the minimal attention she received from him because she stood outside our bedroom door singing the song of the other woman. Over and over and over again. Not even my earplugs helped muffle her diva-like cries.
So she ended up in our bed, spooning with her main man.
Well played, Bandit, well played.
These new Fancy Feast® Broths are perfectly portioned and ready to pour even though they last all of 5 min in my house. I mean, I do have a few cats who love food. Pulling out one of the 8 varieties turns my house into a cat survival of a fittest match. Too much estrogen for me, sheesh!
Who else has cat boundaries? I can’t be the only pet parent who values the hours of 9pm – 9am!
This is a sponsored post written by me on behalf Fancy Feast®.