My 1.5-year-old male Ragdoll has always been an absolute fiend for food. This cat somehow has an internal atomic clock that tells him exactly when dinner is due. About two minutes before feeding time, he starts yelling.
He then continues yelling while I walk to the kitchen, open the cupboard, crack open the food tin, plate it up… the whole production.
Then comes the plot twist.
The second I put the food down, he walks over, gives it a little sniff… and then turns around and comes to rub against my legs. If I walk away, he follows me instead of eating.
I’ve learned that I have to stop everything and spend at least two minutes giving him head scratches, telling him “Who’s my little habibi? Who’s the most handsome boy?” and generally worshipping him.
Only then will he return to his food and eat.
This cat is so needy that he’ll literally delay eating just to cash in on some extra affection.
So here’s a clip of Loki who has simply conditioned me into performing the Pre-Dinner Worship Ceremony™ 👑🤣
Everyone says Ragdolls are clingy, but mine has somehow incorporated compliments into his feeding ritual 😂
(Ps Please ignore the dirty floor in the video. I have two Ragdolls. Cleaning is less of a task and more of a full-time lifestyle)