Whenever one of us, either my boyfriend or me, are coming home, Chica & Pumuckl immediately interrupt what they were doing, if it was sleeping or snuggling or eating, and they are running to the door. They hear us already from the building entrance and listen to our steps till we finally reach floor number 4. I guess they do this cause they are expecting we bring something nice for them.
Their favorite is bringing home some ready food. Especially if my boyfriend gets some grilled meat meat with him. Then Chica & Pumuckl will follow him to the table. Like yesterday. Pumuckl is not such a fan of meat, he prefers yogurt and treats, but in favor of his Mommy he is also joining the noise.
Actually my boyfriend then has a hard time enjoying his meat:
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Their favorite is bringing home some ready food. Especially if my boyfriend gets some grilled meat meat with him. Then Chica & Pumuckl will follow him to the table. Like yesterday. Pumuckl is not such a fan of meat, he prefers yogurt and treats, but in favor of his Mommy he is also joining the noise.
Actually my boyfriend then has a hard time enjoying his meat:
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12 comments:
Yummy, yummy, yummy! I love meat a lot!
wow! nice photos. I'll be posting more photos of mac too. he loves peanuts, does your cat love them too?
Peanuts? What a strange favorite :) No, Chica and Pumuckl don't like peanuts.
Very cute cats and I love your blogdesign!
sounds like the kitties are pretty spoiled... :-)
Meat? Did I hear the word meat???
Kitties *should be spoiled ... :)
Indeed, kitties need to be spoiled. If we don't spoil them, who we spoil instead? :)
Mmm mmm, meat is good!
What yummy looking treats! MMMMmmm.... I can smell it from here. Will you share?
Ooooh, that meat looks very tasty! It's good to share meat with the kitties!
Purrrrrrrs, Willow
Bonnie's not really into meat, but she's learnin from me. When I dopted my fambly, I didn't know dinner plates was fur people, so I jumped rite onto the table to try to eat Mom's dinner. I's smart, though, an learned better quickly. Then I trained Mom to gimme treats when I spin. Purrs!
So lucky to get this "meat". They are veggies here so we don't get to steal anything too thrilling.
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