I come home in the evening, the cat in the dishes has the remnants of manna cabbage, sliced cabbage, melon... I try to explain to my mommy that the house is not a goat, but a predator, everything is unsuccessful, she also asks for everything and eats well.
I am afraid that convincing the cat itself that she is a predator, and not a herbivorous lover of cabbage and fresh cucumbers, is absolutely impossible.