Last night, after slopping Pounce!'s dinner out of its sachel and into her bowl, I realised the damn fleabag wasn't gonna eat it.
So, Hazel style, I mashed the slimy rectangle into a mush with a fork, which seemed to do the trick. I then proceeded to put the fork into the dishwasher.
"How could you?!" Hazel screamed, scurrying over to fish the fork from the Meile. "That's had cat food on it!!"
This from a woman who lets the cat lick her dinner plate clean after every meal.