The grandmother's cat loves dry food, although it kills, but it doesn't always eat it, and sometimes leaves the whole bowl almost untouched. And not only that the food itself is dry, it becomes even drier and loses its smell, as a result, it is no longer wanted.



I was then 8 years old, and in connection with the move lived with my grandmother, once again, when she wanted to put everything out, because the cat would not eat anymore, I took a new package, and demonstrately put one piece new with the cat, although I think it is purely in the smell.



The plate was clever. My uncle’s dog also.