My sister and I had an agreement about our family cat: she hated the sound and texture of wet food, whether it was chunks in gravy or a solid SHHHHHH-PHLUMPHY mass that hit the cat bowl without changing the shape of the container, and I could not stand the litterbox cleanup (ick ick ewwww gross!). Worked very well for us: I fed the cat twice a day, she had litterbox duty. All of us were happy, except for mom who turned out to be allergic to the cat. Dang.
Aug 16, 2013