My big-cats are going out to eat at the Swiss Chalet with Momma-Heisig tonight; and I’m not happy. Most of the time, the big-cats get their SC to go and eat it at home. Usually I get a small bit of chicken and/or a french-fry to eat; and after dinner I get to play with the crinkly wrappers from the chocolates.
Tonight, I won’t get anything…and my nightly Fancy Feast will be late.
I think I’ll go upstairs and knock some of the Middle-Cat’s earrings off the table and bat them under the bed.