Several times a week, I have to put one or the other of my brofurs in their place. Most often, it is Ocean. Take just the other day. It was a beautiful, sunny day. The doors and windows were open and I was sitting at the front door in a wonderful sun puddle. Ocean decides he has to be in the same sun puddle. No problem. I can share.
He sits for a while, then he slinks around me and starts sniffing, well, you know where.
Now, he has no business doing that so I told him so!
After a few smacky paws, he got the message and went back to chillaxin in the sun puddle.
As you may have read in my post about being MIA, mom moved our oldest, rattiest tree to her bedroom. Before she moved it, the top of this tree is where mom fed Echo so Ocean and I were less likely to steal his food. I say “less likely” because as soon as mom’s attention was on something else, we went to work. Echo’s a pushover and all we had to do was stare at him and he would leave his food. Score for us! Well, when mom moved the tree, guess what. Yep. Echo wouldn’t eat anywhere else. So now mom feeds him in that tree in the bedroom and can close the door where he eats in peace and she’s sure he gets all of his food. Rats!