Since our weekend visit to Brownwood, Cruz has been eating out of his weekend feeder.  He usually just has a bowl and we fill it in the mornings, but with the time release feeder, we can go without adding food for a week, sometimes a week and a half.  

Cruz, however, isn’t used to always having food when he goes upstairs.  When he came inside this morning, he jumped on the couch and loved on Zack for a while, then went over to the stairs and said, “meow,” or translated, “hey doods, I’d like some breakfast if you don’t mind.”  (He’s a hip, yet polite cat.) And even though he already had food, Zack went upstairs to show him to his food bowl.  

And that’s why I love Zack.  Because Zack and Cruz are BFF, and because he’s the kind of man that feels like it is important to show the cat that we still love him, too–even if we did happen to get a dog that is wrecking his life.