No, I meant I gave them 100% raw. I haven't mixed proteins - I just switch proteins.

Because I wasn't 100% raw, I didn't intro new raw proteins with whatever raw they were already eating, I just replaced it as the mix with the canned.
But last evening I just gave them 100% raw. OK, I'm sure this isn't the vet's definition of slow

, but I have to be able to fit new food in the freezer by tomorrow.

Gary gave us a set-back last night.

He went to use the bathroom, and Flowerbelle followed him in there. As he went to put her out, Lazlo went in. Gary said it was a "cat train." So to get them all out of there, he took a little bit of kibble (there's a very small cabinet in there, and that's where I kept one of the bags) - he said it was about a tablespoon, and tossed it in the hallway - so everyone naturally went running for it.

So he got a cat-free bathroom, but I have cats that now remember they want kibble.

It didn't affect how they ate at meals - just how they bothered me during the day.

Let's see... for breakfast they had chicken. It's what was dethawed. And at lunch, I tried to cheat.

I'd taken out some rabbit and lamb patties, and a bag with 4 2 oz chicken patties (Carolina, sounds like Vital Essences patties are the same as Nature's Menu. They're in jumble in a bag, but I just repacked them in layers of four). Anyway, I was running late, and nothing was actually dethawed - and I hadn't checked or put anything in cold water to finish dethawing.
So I served them canned food like I would have... a week ago.

BILLY walked away from the food! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, you read that right.

BILLY WALKED AWAY FROM FOOD.
Chumley looked at me like - you want me to eat this?
Everyone else ate... sort of. Tuxie, I think, just wondered what the heck happened to his fortiflora.

So obviously I'd gotten the most dethawed thing in cold water - more chicken. These guys don't like cold food, so I smooshed it around under running cold water, then switched to warm and kept smooshing LOL.
Then I took a spoon and just plopped dollops of raw chicken around in everyone's bowls. Everyone ate it without toppers - except Tuxedo.

He ate his with... you guessed it - fortiflora.
Dinner was rabbit, because it was dethawed.

They're eating/finishing with less and less fuss.

I figured out the key to Laz, Flowerbelle and Tux. They don't like eating their meal in one sitting. When they "finish," and there's a bunch of food left, I take the bowls away. When they run to the bathroom (for what would have been kibble), I put all their respective bowls out in front of them and close the door. They still don't finish - but when they're done eating what they're going to eat at that sitting, Flowerbelle opens the door. (It's just a push handle, but they have to stand up on the toilet seat lid to reach it).
Flowerbelle stays in there, ever hopeful.... Tux and Laz retire to the living room. I put their bowls back out in front of them. In the bathroom, instead of on the floor, I put Flowerbelle and her bowl on the counter.
And thus meals are then finished.
It's much more labor intensive, and takes 20 minutes - half an hour.
And when (if) we go frankenprey.... I'm going to have to keep the bathroom floor spotless, and Ming Loy is going to have to eat in there. She likes taking a mouthful of the raw, drop it on the floor, and then pick up that bite and chew it.

She did that with kibble - and I thought that was messy.

(Canned she just licks at, so no mess no fuss. Such is life).
So.... I thought because they got canned and then a normal amount of raw as if they didn't get canned at lunch, we might have a few light eaters at dinner. But nope, everyone ate just fine.
Flowerbelle IS getting better at eating more and more on that first round.

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NEWS FLASH
NEWS FLASH 
Gary figured out where to put a small freezer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! On the passenger side of the RV, where the dining room used to be, there are wooden shelves up against the wall - not attached, we had them made. The cat trees are in front of those, and there are window seats on top of the shelves. But the shelves do NOT run the length of that wall. Sandwiched between the wall (that is technically the bathroom wall, the back of the shower) and the bookshelves is a cat tree - a "small" one - we call it the cat castle. It is basically hollow inside. No one uses that part. Well - sometimes Spooky will sleep in there, but it's rare. They only use the top of it to sleep in that corner. It's 16" wide. All of the 2.5 cu ft and 3 cu ft compact freezers are 18-something inches to 20-something inches. I could have SWORN I saw one yesterday that's 17 inches, but I didn't bookmark it and now I can't find it again. BUT... we do have a couple of inches wiggle room with that bookshelf. It'll look a little odd, offset to the window, and that couple of inches means our coats won't hang down next to the front door, they'll bunch up on the shelves, and there's no place to put our shoes by the door.... but that can be figured out, I'm sure. If we have to, we can push the shelves a little further along the wall.

So... I'm not sure what we'll get tomorrow. The chicken and beef chubs should be in... and I'd like some turkey something, but I don't think he ordered any. I told him to make that next tuesday. (Tuesday is delivery day LOL). I may come home with the Stella & Chewy's Duck...

Day five:
Tuxedo has not gone after Ming Loy in any way. She did fall on him while passing in the skinny hallway (from the kitchen to the bedroom - bathroom on one side, wardrobe on the other), and he did hit her... but I'm not counting that in the same category as attacking her.
No one has chased Spooky.
Spooky has not even looked sideways at Chumley.
No incidents between Laz and Bill.
New:
Spooky jumped up on the bed after dinner - Ming Loy was curled up there (having passed Tuxie in the hallway to get there earlier LOL). Spooky stopped and groomed her for a while. Never seen that happen before. (Her first six months with us, all Spooky did was hiss and growl at her). (Ming Loy is another one like Billy - always wants pets from the other cats. It's quite funny watching Bill and Ming Loy together, each of them wanting to be licked, not do the licking. For the most part, until Chum, the other cats just thought they were freaks. Bill makes out like a bandit on that one - Chum will groom him all day long if he wants. I don't know why, but Ming Loy never asks for pets from Chum).
