Have I mentioned that Mitzie is probably too smart for her own good?
Shortly before I left to go home for Christmas, Mitzie stopped going after her food after I let her out of her "stay." She would just stare at me, and then bump her head up against the wall or chirp at me. Even if I shooed her toward the food she'd just look at me and chirp. I finally tried giving her a kiss on the top of the head and then telling her to go ahead and eat. It worked.
Jeff didn't believe me.
But after I left, the first day he fed her by himself he had to kiss her on the top of the head before she'd eat. Now he believes me.
I tested her yesterday, thinking maybe she just didn't want to do Eskimo kisses anymore and just wanted on the top of the head kisses. But no. She knows the difference between "kiss kiss" (the command for Eskimo kisses) and "Give me love!" (what we've been telling her when we do the kiss on the head thing).
She has us wrapped around her paws.
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