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Dec. 2nd, 2005
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Dec. 2nd, 2005 02:52 pmI don't think you've heard enough cute stories about my cat lately.
The other night, I made a fried egg sandwich for dinner. As I came into the living room, I checked Snape's food bowls and she still had crunchy food and squishy food (chunks in sauce) left over from breakfast so I assumed she was OK and sat down on the couch to eat my sandwich. Then she went over to her food bowls and meowed. So I put my sandwich down on the couch and went to get her some fresh squishy food. And she promptly jumped up on the couch to lick my sandwich. She likes butter.
Tricksy cats.
The other night, I made a fried egg sandwich for dinner. As I came into the living room, I checked Snape's food bowls and she still had crunchy food and squishy food (chunks in sauce) left over from breakfast so I assumed she was OK and sat down on the couch to eat my sandwich. Then she went over to her food bowls and meowed. So I put my sandwich down on the couch and went to get her some fresh squishy food. And she promptly jumped up on the couch to lick my sandwich. She likes butter.
Tricksy cats.