The Meaning of Felocracy

Now we are settling to our new hierarchy, we have deemed ourselves a felocracy - all of us are equal, sort of. What Äiti sees is one thing, what we do is another of course. We will have various spokescats on the blog, but often we will speak as one. Afterall, we've not had a lot of typing practice over the years seeing as Punapippuri hogged the blog all to himself. Fair play, it was his blog afterall. But we're not sure how it will turn out especially as some of us seem to have more to say than others.......

An example of our collaboration can be seen in today's sequence. Äiti visited our favourite petshop, Muskettikoira and came home with a new product: minced mouse. yes, you read it right. We guess this is for felines unable to catch their own. She could not resist - we were going to try it.

Observe the dynamic: not a single open mouth. Ruska sniffs it disdainfully. Pekka, Jaava, Mesi and Seppo are traumatised - fresh meat they do not like. This is a new concept.  And Jura knows exactly how to turn on the stinkeye.

Several minutes later the plates were still untouched. Remove them !

Now this is better - back to our usual wet food. Well, actually it's the kitten variety still left over from trying to get the King all fattened up. At this point subtle differences in the felocratic ranking may be noted. Yes, there are two bowls; no, sharing is not equal.

And the equality is about to become more skewed......

As usual, Äiti wished to record the whole procedure and she has the video below, documenting our bowls of rejected rodent remains.