Me Too!

We have a very badly behaved cat - and its entirely our fault. He is the most enchanting beggar. It starts with his purr - on full blast, then its the rub up against your legs as you fry the eggs, the gentle head butt to your elbow as you eat or the resigned paw pat to your knee half way through dinner. Yes - he can be pesky, but overall he was just too cute in all of his antics and so we fed him from the table and that is how we got our badly behaved cat who knows the wrath of the spray bottle only exists when it is in our hands and when we are in the room.

Occasionally he has stolen things from the table - once it was a baked potato (plain - Alister put it in his dinner bowl to finish it off after he stole it), occasionally it is the stray brussle sprout or broccoli that we leave on the table as we go off to watch a tv episode after dinner before going back to the work and chores (so cats crave green things sometimes), and of course we always had to guard any defrosting meat and never leave a plate of chicken or beef unattended.

Now that Saphira has started solids - Haggai has expanded his pallet - we made such a big deal of her eating - all the mmmms, yummies, and isn't that good? - got to him as well. He has now decided he eats beets and pumpkin (he continues to enjoy broccoli). When food hits the ground - he's there in a flash and the food is gone. Just wait till we get to meat, then he'll really be in heaven.

Just checking!