The good news :
Lady Two Legs gets up in the morning and feeds me and my gang.
Man Two Legs gets up when Lady Two Legs is in shower and feeds me again.
Lady and Man Two Legs go to work and Little Two Legs, home from Uni, gets up and feeds me.
None of them know they are not the only ones feeding me.
This is good. I likes my food.
The bad news :
The Two Legs have realised and I is only fed once in the morning now!!!
Man Two Legs say I is getting fatimuss!!! I is not fatimuss!!!! I is pleasantly rotundimuss!!!
I likes my food!
I is hungry MAXIMUS (Pleasantly Rotundimuss) SPITTIMUS and I has spokens.