…when you leave the room to answer the phone. Not just a taste, either.
Hobbes managed to finish half of a carry-out container of soup before I caught him. And not just the broth—he ate tofu, mushrooms and those long strips of bamboo or whatever they are. I won’t explain exactly how I know this :lol:.
This cat is weird. Or weirder than the national cat average, anyway. In the past he has stolen and consumed salsa, a tater tot, raw corn on the cob, marinara sauce and Thai cashew chicken. And that’s just what I can think of off the top of my head.
Maybe I should sign him up for one of those gourmet-meal-delivery services.