Day 3 - Sunday
The following morning, Jack awoke first. He wasn't sure whether Gobbles had gotten larger or not, during the previous night. He just couldn't remember how small Gobbles used to be.
"I don't know if you have grown," he whispered aloud to the sleeping cat, "so I'll give you an extra bowl of Kibbles later, just in case."
And so that was exactly what happened. That morning Gobbles ate three whole bowls of kibbles before settling down to a satisfying snooze.
"I wonder if you have eaten enough," worried Jack, as Gobbles slept, " I would hate it if you were hungry!"
With all the excitement of raising a baby kitten, he had forgotten his mother's warning: not to overfeed the young cat.
Throughout the rest of the day, Jack and Gobbles played together. However, when something (like the length of your hair or the height of the trees) changes very slowly, it's easy not to notice how it is different from before. The same was true for Jack: he simply didn't notice how big Gobbles was getting. Little-by-little, Gobbles grew and grew but Jack simply didn't notice anything at all. By teatime, Gobbles had become the size of a cushion and still Jack hadn't realised how much she had grown.
"I've got to be careful about how much you eat," he said, "otherwise, you'll never get big and strong."
