Momma 1, Me 0

Last week, I ran out of Momma's usual cat food (Blue Buffalo brand weight control) and for about four days had to feed her canned regular food. This morning, I slept in and was late feeding her; she was very anxious to be fed. 

I scooped out her portion and dropped it into her bowl with my usual "There ya go." She looked at the chow. She looked up at me in disbelief. Turned and practically stomped away, ran up the stairs, and went to sit and pout in the tub.