Spencer, sitting pretty.

She has been grumbling since this morning.

Now that I don't put out her biscuits at night, she sleeps on my bed until I wake up.

Max has stopped waking me up nowadays. Maybe he has an understanding with Spencer.

Max would do the breakfast song and dance, and Spencer would sit at one corner to wait for the food tray. Then she eats again when I feed the strays.

Max has started to eat the biscuits by himself, no hand feeding for him anymore.

And he knows the morning routine. I lock him in the other room with biscuits and water, he jumps on the bed and grooms then falls asleep. He has bins in the bathroom.