We can hardly believe we have to write this and we are hardly strong enough to. You are not going to believe what happened last week.
Around midnight on Wednesday am, Lady and Man were awoken to the sound of Phod's tummy grumbling. In Lady's dreams it was a baby or a kitten and as she was waking up she couldn't believe we weren't at the patio freaking out.
As she lay there trying to go back to sleep, while Phod's stomach was gurgling, Lady was scared. She was scared because Phod has not been eating all his breakfast everyday for about 5 weeks (he eats fine later in the day) and the last time she heard gurgling like this was with angel Loki, while he was dying.
Then out of the dark she says to Man "Did we feed them dinner?"
Man replied with "No, I don't think so."
That is correct on Tuesday evening our people forgot to feed us dinner. So the loud noise of Phod's belly was him starving. Lady said she was shocked I put up with this. Usually if it is more that 15 minutes late, I am throwing the bowl around.
Lady got up, and gave us a sad midnight buffet. Sad, because the bucket was almost empty and it was not a full meal. Not only did she starve us, she then gave us subpar food. Further, she said we were not to get use to the midnight buffet. It was not going to become a thing.
Anyway, after we ate Phod's tummy was quiet and we all went back to sleep.
The Lady and Man got a serious F for this move. Lady says it is because of the pandemic. I personally think she has no one to blame for this but herself.
Have your peeps ever forgotten to feed you?