Mmm... Fancy Feast is delish.

I'll let you in on a secret. The way to my heart is through a can of Fancy Feast. I don't get them often enough. My big cats seem to have an endless supply of them stashed away in the sin cupboard or they sometimes bring them in from the magical garage... a very secretive space. I like to lick all the gravy off the Fancy Feast before I eat the meaty bits. That's why they call me "gravy girl." Peace out. *Meow*