J’en ai ras-le-bol

I have broken the one-of-a-kind French feeding bowl which was gifted to Louis Catorze by one of his favourite pilgrims, and I am very sad about it.

Because I hadn’t slept very well the night before, I was clumsy when serving up Catorze’s food and pill; I knocked the bowl with the bag of Lily’s Kitchen Marvellously Mature, sending it sliding off the edge of the worktop and onto the floor. Needless to say, it did not survive the fall.

The good news is that we have a back-up plate: a flat, matt black saucer that Cat Daddy bought for Le Roi’s big brother Luther. (He chose black over a multitude of colours “because it matched Luther’s fur”. I know.)

The bad news is that Catorze won’t eat from it.

Yes, he used to use this same plate perfectly happily before acquiring the fancy French one. And, yes, exactly the same food is going onto it. But he still won’t eat from it. It doesn’t bode well for changing his food next month if the silly sod can’t even cope with the SAME FOOD ON A DIFFERENT PLATE.

Not long after I broke the bowl, he sat at my feet and did the creepy staring again. And, ever since, he has spent his time alternating between screaming and sitting forlornly by his (full) plate.

This is a level of foolishness that we truly cannot comprehend.

Someone needs to tell him it’s the same food. Oh, wait … WE DID.

39 thoughts on “J’en ai ras-le-bol

    1. I did wonder if he could actually see the food. My thoughts were the colour rather than the depth …

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    1. Sadly not. 😢 I have a plan for his food changeover next month which requires a flat plate so I would like to persist with this one at least until he’s happily eating his new food. Fingers crossed that he will get used to it!

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  1. My sympathy goes out to you. I’m currently dealing with a kitty boy that love, love, loved his prescription chicken pâté food (thankfully, at the cost), then all of a sudden decided it wasn’t the way to go. Sometimes I think you just have to let the kitty go hungry till he or she realizes there is no alternative but to eat what you present to the little darling! Happily (but for how long), tonight Andy ate the prescription chicken pâté food without protest.

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    1. So Andy loved the chicken food, then he didn’t, and now he does again? Goodness me!

      Your theory makes absolute sense but we are dealing with Catorze here: he starved himself the last time and lost a lot of weight, so unfortunately the “He’ll get hungry enough eventually” concept doesn’t work with him! And next month I have to change his food … 🙀🙀🙀

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  2. Sounds like he”s OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, in case – as is likely – that abbreviation means something different in the UK) but I bet you suspected that already..

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    1. I actually think he does! He’s clean to the point of ridiculousness, constantly washing (but not in an anxious, over-grooming way).

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