Because of my carelessness, this morning Basement Cat got to eat all the kibble he wanted. This was quite a lot of kibble.
He has been remarkably sweet and placid all day.
Lest you think we have been starving him, he has been at a stable, healthy, vet-approved weight all his adult life. But his normal diet is canned food, and what he really loves is crunchies. We use kibble to reward him for good behavior and to lure him to his room at bedtime.
That may not work today.
It's not the first time I've wondered if it might be better to have a fat and happy cat than a healthy aggressive cat. The thing is, we had a diabetic cat once, and we don't want to go there again (especially because Basement Cat would likely be much less good about insulin shots than our former cat). Diabetes is commoner among cats, especially neutered males, than you might think.
Still . . . a placid Basement Cat is a different critter.