today i come home and all of jackson's food is gone while the dish in the kitchen, nominally flippy's, is untouched. as an experiment i brought the full kitchen dish in here. flippy is now eating it.
as gratifying as it is to have my domicile regarded as the safe eating place i am not eager to make it the official mess hall. i wonder if flippy would eat in the kitchen if jackson and i joined him for the duration. he's such a gregarious little idiot.