The whole butter and mayo thing has gotten me thinking about Smudge. He
was quite the clown and loved to "share" my plate especially if it was
spaghetti. I have a habit of sitting on the couch when I eat. Smudge
was forever curious as to what I was eating. One evening I let him
sniff my spaghetti. He sniffed a bit then WHAMMO he took one good grab,
got a good sized mouthful then BAM! he was off like a shot. Spaghetti
and sauce flying behind him like a kites tail. I about laughed myself
sick. Of course he came back for more and was squirrely as he had
spaghetti stuck in his fur. He just had to "taste" everything I ate.
Smudge was truly my little clown.
 
Terry and Eight Tatty Brats

[Posted in FML 6127]