Flashes of Panic

With more people than usual to feed him, Iz managed to get all his breakfast (usually measured out in small segments roughly between 6 AM and noon) within an hour of 5 AM today. He suckered two different people into thinking he’d been starving since the previous evening. I’m thinking we need a little sign for the food bag that reads something like this:

Izzy is whining for [Breakfast/Dinner]

…with an arrow. Then, when he’s had breakfast, the server can move the arrow to “Dinner,” and any subsequent marks will know he’s running a con game by begging for dinner at 8 AM.

(I sound strict, but the little tiger is currently sleeping off a little tryptophan dose of his own.)

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