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So I had a plate with two slices of pizza. I stepped out of the room for like, 30 seconds and when I came back I saw one of the slices face-down on the floor and a very, VERY guilty-looking cat crouched right next to it, with those huge, saucer eyes. Thank god for hardwood floors.
Tig is like, a million years old and while he's always been a bit of a beggar, he's never had the stones to straight up ambush a plate of my food, EVEN when I've left the room. And never do I recall him begging for a slice of pepperoni pizza from Pizza Hut. Maybe he's gone senile. :p
Tig is like, a million years old and while he's always been a bit of a beggar, he's never had the stones to straight up ambush a plate of my food, EVEN when I've left the room. And never do I recall him begging for a slice of pepperoni pizza from Pizza Hut. Maybe he's gone senile. :p