This is my corner of the kitchen where I get to eat. I have three bowls all to myself. The silver one holds my dry foods, and I will not eat out of it if I can see the bottom of the bowl. I yell at dad to fill it up if that happens. The pink bowl holds my Fancy Feast, and there are three different bowls that get used for the Feast each night on a rotating basis. The blue bowl you see behind it is my water bowl.
Back in the days when poo-face Salvador was around, I had to eat in a different part of the house. If dad fed us together Salvador would chase me away and then eat my dinner. So dad started feeding me in the garage and would stand and watch me to make sure poo-face didn't come and steal my food. Since he went to the bridge I can eat in the kitchen again, but sometimes I look around just to make sure he isn't hanging around getting ready to steal my dinner.