F is becoming
well trained – she knows now to deliver my breakfast to me (held up to the edge
of my elevated place of repose) before she goes to work. Sometimes I extend a paw over the edge to
confer my favour.
She has also learned the cat-face that says “show
me what YOU are eating” when she carries her human food out of the kitchen. She mainly eats rabbit food (grass clippings)
but I inspect it anyway. Sometimes it
contains something of interest and she has to share it with me but on the whole
I prefer Mr B’s human food.
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| Chicken Pie this time ? |
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