Claude has slightly scruffier hair, I think, but a few years back he made friends with a somewhat sleeker, but identically coloured local cat called Otis. Otis was the absolute image of your cat.
Too funny. He kind of looks like he's saying, "C'mon human, I know you're dumb enough to be fooled again - though I will respect you even less when you do."
There's a fat Freddy's Cat strip where FFC successfully plays the starving cat act to three different neighbours, but on the fourth attempt he gives the game away with a huge belch.
Doppleganger for my own Big Boy from ages ago. I'm sure you are paying fealty to your Feline Overlord, otherwise he wouldn't grace you with a glance full of menace.
My 20-lb big boy is less subtle. Throws himself on his back, mewing piteously, 'I'm STARVING here! STARVING! It's been 15 minutes since you fed me! I'm DYIIIIING!" He generally gets a little something if only to move him out of the doorway. I'm not a sucker or anything...
I feed my cat whenever he asks. Not a criticism of how you raise your child, just the way it works with Paul. I give him half a pouch, if he asks for more he can have it, he doesn't put on weight, so it's fine.
Genuinely not sure how this would work out with Claude. He has pretty much unlimited dry food anyway, so it might be ok.
Also: Paul - excellent cat name.
Apart from Marmite. If I've made toast or crumpets with Marmite, he'll lick my fingers & even eat small bits of toast/crumpets, covered in butter & Marmite.
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Fool me twice, oh but look at that little face, though.
Also: Paul - excellent cat name.