eat gibs, eat! that is what nissa keeps repeating as she comes up to him with spoon in hand, filled with kibble (all 4 pieces). just a few minutes before, she was sitting in his bed, 3 spoons in gibson's bowl, apparently spoon feeding gibson. he wasn't digging it and soon got sick and had to go outside for a few minutes. when i asked her to leave gibson to eat on his own, she states "no! sleep!" and curls up on his bed. ok, whatever.
now he's under my feet, essentially hiding from her. she can be a little too intense for him some times.
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