Dinner is served
I am reminded of the twin lions in front of the New York Public library on Fifth Avenue. Disregard the messy table. Every mealtime – without a word – the girls gather on the table to eat with us. The other cats were trained not to climb upon the table. The girls are ten percenters (they claim 10% of everything I eat). They are shameless but not pushy. They patiently await and will even go away if I don’t offer anything. It’s just that swishing tails are distracting when you are trying to eat.