Yeah, when she first got back from the hospital she was in her own room with her own food, water, and litter box. After about 3 days of that, she was ready to get out and terrorize the household again. And the small one is getting big enough that confining him to a single room when I am not there is more like a punishment. Since my two seniors hang out in my room a lot (they don't like the 'intruders'), I have started feeding her in there. The small one still ventures in now and then, but he is beginning to understand what 'not your food!' means. Not that he pays attention at all.
Thanks all!
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