The peeps have always said I’m a slow and picky eater. I take a few bites and then walk away, only to return later for a few more bites. This continues until most of my food is gone. They also say I’m messy cos I like to put my food on the floor to eat it. I’m lucky I’m an only cat or I’d wind up starving.
After ten years, I have a confession to make. I have whisker fatigue. TW has tried buying me those oblong dishes but I won’t eat out of them. What’s a cat to do?
FTC disclaimer: I received the bowl in addition to giveaway sponsorship but I received no monetary compensation in exchange for my honest review. This kitteh can’t be bought. I only review products I believe in.
Dr. Catsby’s Feline Remedies to the rescue. I received Dr. Catsby’s Bowl for Whisker Relief to review last week. This bowl might change the way I eat from this day forward. The bowl came so nicely packaged, I had to nudge TW to open it for me. They even used tissue paper which means an added toy! I’ve got it half shredded already.
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Whisker Fatigue? What’s that, CK? When our whiskers are forced into close contact with the sides of our bowls, it can get extremely painful. So painful that we don’t finish our noms.
This is what Dr. Catsby has to say about the subject:
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What are the signs of Whisker Fatigue?
Dr. Catsby’s Cat Bowl for Whisker Relief is wide but shallow for easy access to food without pulling back a cat’s whiskers and causing discomfort. The stainless steel finish is perfect for raw diets since it protects against bacteria. Since it’s not plastic it helps to prevent feline acne. It’s also dishwasher safe. Every bowl comes with a non-slip mat for stability cos who wants to chase their food bowl through the kitchen.
Here are some observations after I used the bowl for both wet food and kibble. The bowl is big enough to hold an entire 5-oz. can of stinky goodness. I’m eating a 3-oz. can in the pic below. TW noticed I still took a few bites and walked away and I continue to put food on the floor to eat it. Old habits die slow. Dr. Catsby warns that your cat’s eating habits may take time to go away. Keep using the bowl and your cat’s eating should be shipshape and tidy after a few tries.
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My Gotcha Story Continues. Part Four. You can read Part One, Two and Three and enter the corresponding giveaways.
We didn’t get too many visitors over on Death Row. The warden would come in, call some numbers and those anipals would leave never to return. I listened for Tuna’s voice but didn’t hear it. Seemed like I was in there forever when the warden came in with another lady she seemed to know.
The other lady said they’d had an adoption event so she had some space for dogs and cats. I didn’t know what that meant. She picked two woofies and then came to look over the cats. I was hiding in the back of my cage. First she picked Jimmy*, a tabby who seemed to have some sort of head trauma. He ran around in circles. Then she pointed at Ashanti*, a floofy persian who was a real diva. HAH! She must have been an owner surrender cos she wouldn’t have survived a day in the street. Finally, the lady looked in my direction. “Why, this little one is gorgeous!” she cried. The warden mentioned that I was feral and that no one could get near me. “If you can get her into the carrier, she’s yours,” the warden said.
I climbed into the carrier to start my next adventure, still not knowing what became of Tuna or if I’d ever see him again.
* Jimmy and Ashanti are real cats who were in jail with me
To be continued …
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