We’ve been feeding the kitties Fancy Feast to avoid any more Disasterbetes drama and I’ve decided it’s waaaaay easier to just leave the can and lid on the floor for the kids to clean them all up than trying to stop them from getting into the recycled cans. Plus, I don’t have to rinse the cans now! We all win!
Smudge has been getting into this situation pretty hard-core. More so than Duncan, I’d say. It’s gotten to the point that his whole little face is smashed into the can and he gets food stuck in his fur and looks like a vagabond. So I like to call it being Smudge-Faced.