Throwback Thursday: A Food Thief is Born

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Food Thieves Anonymous

WAFFLES:  Hey Boss! Whatcha eating?

KATIE:  Waffles, I'll sure be glad when you outgrow this nasty habit.

WAFFLES:  I can just eat right out of your dish. Should I just eat out of your dish? 

Food Crimes Caught on Camera

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Let me just start by saying, this ISN'T what you think. What you are about to see is is not evidence at tall. It's misleading, circumstantial and taken completely out of context. Not to mention, these so-called *photographs* were taken without my knowledge or consent.

Yes, this is me.
Yes, this is Waffle's food tower.
Yes, those are his food dishes.
I am merely stretching.

Ok, yes this is me again.

And I am indeed on Waffles' food tower. 

I am only conducting a cursory investigation of his dish.

There is no eating or actual food-contact involved whatsoever.

Uh, yeah.
This is not how it looks.
I didn't enjoy it.
And I didn't inhale.

Not A Kitten Anymore

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Seriously.

Do you SEE what I have to put up with?  Day in, day out?

Yeah, Waffles – So the whole jazz hand thing? Not so cute anymore. The whole kitten thing? Other than the obnoxious behavior, it's G-O-N-E.

Maybe if you had laid off the food a little...you know, leave a couple crumbs for the starving elder cat...you'd still be all kitteny and cute.

You're just an orange cat with food stuck to his nose.

Table For One

Hi everyone, Katie here.

"Table for one." Such lonely words for humans. In fact, Glogirly would rather wolf down her dinner in a to-go container from the comfort of her car than utter those three lonely words to the restaurant hostess.  She says it takes confidence to eat alone...or at least a good book.

Not if you're a CAT. For me, eating alone is bliss. It's how life should be. And it's tantamount to survival, what with Waffles Too always horning in on my dish. The orange beast has no manners.

If he's not mounting me like a pro wrestler, (who can forget the infamous humping photo seen round the world?) he's twirling like a top around my dish. He knows he's not supposed to eat my food, but he's completely fascinated by it. Stupid kitten. Doesn't he know I'm eating the "diet" food?  HE'S the one with the yummy high-calorie kitten kibble.



Thank Cod SOMEONE was thinking. In an effort to maintain peace, (and keep me from starvation) Glogirly has recently opened up the rooftop dining section of the Townhouse. Now Waffles Too is eating his food high atop the climbing tower.  He can even watch Bird TV from his table.  His table for ONE.

Saturday Photohunt *Empty*

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Today's Saturday Photohunt theme is EMPTY.

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A Dish To Share

Hi everyone, Katie here.

The Townhouse Block Party was tonight. Once a year all of the Townhouse humans (and a few dogs) gather in front of MY driveway in the 90+ degree heat and humidity to eat hot dogs (not the barking kind) and find out what everyone's been up to since last year's Townhouse Block Party. I was not invited. Not even consulted about the use of MY driveway and the adjoining areas.

Glogirly and Gloman were instructed to bring a *dish to share.* Make no mistake, I DO NOT share MY dish. I do not share anything ON my dish, anything that's spilled OFF my dish, there's nothing about my dish I share. And if I DID share my dish, I'd NEVER allow a hot DOG to touch my dish. Never.

Dear Glogirly,

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Excuse me for a moment while I address my girl.

Dear Glogirly,

You've only been gone one day and I can already see my reflection in my food dish. Not good. I'm going to have to employ my charms with Gloman in order to keep my dish full and my tummy satisfied. I'm coming when he calls, I'm sticking to your side of the bed. Short of wearing a dog-suit, I'm not quite sure what else I can do to win him over. Any advice you could provide would be greatly appreciated.

Concerned,

Katie

(your cat)

Friends, I will keep you apprised of my situation.