Pearl on the other paw, is a silent eater and with a name like Regina Gloriana, I suppose it is inevitable she has more manners than me. She eats with her lips tightly pressed together, a proper lady that one. With her mouth closed, she chews with the required 44 mastications before swallowing. Looking vaguely into space as each mouthful is chewed. She even drinks silently, lapping the water as if drinking from a bone china tea cup, pinky out and fur brushed back from her powdered face.
Ikon is a mid range eater, besides being like a speeding heffalump at every other task, he does eat with some decorum and is quite a secret snacker. He enjoys his raw food and dances on his hind legs when Momma calls him for his evening meal, which he takes in his own room, sitting avidly when asked or he pounces on the dishy and usually the lot ends up on the floor. So Momma is teaching him to be calm at dinner times. He sits for a bit of vitamin paste too, but not for a ducky treat, those are snatched out of exposed fingers with gusto by grabbing paws. Sitting is way too hard for those, they smell so good. ManSlave has to be quick with all of us snap dragons or he might lose a finger or two! Ikon has had a bit of an accident with the auto feeders. There was one on the kitchen table with his lunch in, but unfortunately, the table is oval, he stepped sideways as the lid opened and fell onto the floor. Ever since then, he is has been a little concerned about the noise and loses his rag if you try to help him. So Momma just left him to it and finally hunger got the better of him and he is using the feeding pod again, but only on the worktop, he gives the one on the table a wide berth.
Flaire is a delicate and long winded eater. She picks at her food and draws her lips back so her special tuna meal doesn't touch the cream fur around her muzzle and especially her delicate chocolate nose. She hates anything wet touching that. She eats her kibble in the same way and delicately picks up the biscuit between her front teeth and like her Daughter, Pearl, masticates correctly. When she drinks it sounds like a small mouse drinking from a bottle cap. She is rather 'special' and a real aloof lady. When she has babies, she will eat all wet food, but the day she stops lactating, she says NOPE to wet food and Momma has to start enticing her with kibble sprinkled over it. She is a real tricky customer when kittens are about and will only eat in the kitten pen with the door closed. Seriously, I think the door is closed so that I don't steal all the meat!
Tyga is a babe. She has refused point blank to eat the new ducky flavoured food that was purchased because my skin is itchy and held out a whole day, only eating one or two kibbles. She was then sick from drinking water to fill her tummy, so Momma did a special next day delivery of the 'old' turkey kibble and gave her tiny baby food to eat in between. These she relished and when her food arrived she suggested that the baby kibble might be better and she then wasn't going to eat anything else. Sigh. Momma managed to hide the adult stuff in the baby stuff and she began to get back to normal. When she eats she chews the kibble but only swallows half and drops soggy wet bits back into the food bowl, making sharing with her a bit damps. It is called quidding, however, she has had her teeth checked and nothing wrong, only that she has a teeny tiny Tyga mouth that is sweet and darling and who cares if she quids her food - more crumbs for me right?
Twice a day Lillibet has her 'Grab-Your-Pen-Tin' pills in some miamor, she will leave her food to take her pills. What a good girl. Her and Faith were on a special diet food. It had reduced fat, however, Lillibet has begun to lose weight again after being quite chunky. There is never an easy fix. She really likes the new ducky kibble and it has a little more oil in it to help her coat. Because she shares with her mum Faith, Faith too is now gaining a little weight. You just can not win! They are both terribly messy eaters and take kibble from the feeders and step back or to the side and crunch away, leaving a trail of kibble crumbs all over Momma's work top. These subsequently drop onto the floor and cause a slight crunch under hooman feet. Faith also likes a little tuna and eats at the proverbial snail pace, especially when we are all drooling for some too. She is matriarch, so she goes first. If we are lucky, we might get to lick the bowl!