The feeder showed up yesterday. One tiny corner of the lid had a dent — the kind of dent that says, “UPS gently introduced this box to a heavier box,” but nothing worth losing sleep over. The tape on the box had started to give up on life, but thankfully the foam inserts inside were doing the real work.
And yes, the box proudly wore a Made in China label. At half the price of the competition, I would’ve been more shocked if it didn’t.
There is a viewing window. Legs attached easily, some adjustability for height there, if needed.
Battery plugged in, timer set with zero drama, and the test button spun the motor like it meant it. So far, so good — no smoke, no sparks, no mysterious grinding noises that make you question your life choices.
Now I’m just waiting for ice‑out so I can feed something other than my own curiosity. I’ll keep you posted once it starts flinging pellets instead of air.
