Mom here. I know some of you must think that Fin has me pretty well wrapped around her paw, at first I was going to deny it, but I have to admit you're pretty much right.
When it comes to the multi-meals, I have noticed that when I put out a big full portion of food with her hyperthyroid medicine tucked into a pill pocket, she eats around it. She is a unrepentant gravy-licker. So she gets a small first meal to make sure she eats the pill, and then she gets the remaining portion of her meal.
I was also going to say that she wasn't always this spoiled, and she wasn't, at least not to the same degree. She has always woke me up at the crack of dawn like the day depended on it. As a younger cat I felt fully justified in telling her to go eat her dry food however (I can hear the cries of injustice throughout the land).
As my girl has grown older, I have to admit that I feel like she deserves some extra spoiling. Extra treats help keep her a bit plumper, and extra food helps keep meat on those granny bones. I give her the really stinky food which she loves instead of the other kind.
When I think about refusing her my time, I remember that my time with her is no longer limitless. Every opportunity I have to give her snuggles and love is a moment I will cherish when she leaves us someday.
Don't we all wanted to be treated that way in our golden years by the ones we love?