Our cats were afraid of going outside when they were kittens, so I bought a roast chicken, and went out into the middle of the yard to eat it. That brought them out onto the verandah, where they wailed piteously for a while, but after about ten minutes, the lure of the chicken overcame fear of the great outdoors...
That might actually work with Elli. The only time I ever tried to feed either of them roast chicken, she scarfed it up, but Elena, aka Ms. Bernhardt, took one sniff, looked up at me with, I swear, tears in her eyes, sighed, and sat down at the crunchie bowl. She's very, very hard to tempt with food.
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