When Cosmo was younger, I wouldn't even have hand fed him through a chain-link fence, as shown here with a tiger. I tended to throw the treats or food down on the ground or put them in his food bowl. Gradually, with the boredom of an indoor cat (or the mellowing of age) we have trained each other to hand feed. I have trained him not to bite my fingers if he wants the food, and he has trained me to socially interact while feeding him. As seen with the Lol cat cheeseburger experiment, he sometimes prefers food given by hand, and sometimes will only take it that way. It's like how he permitted me to give him a "pet wipe" bath today while he was sitting on my lap. Perhaps it really is "soothing," as the package says. I must constantly revisit my operating assumption that all advertising is a false product of the evil capitalist running DOG lackeys.
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