CraigC
Guru
DD used to have a cat that she would put a baby bib on, set him a little plate at the bar in the kitchen, and he would sit on the stool next to her and eat with her. He loved olives and would get so excited when she would break 1 up for him and put it on his plate. They were his catnip. He was a little gentlemen, sat on his stool and didn't climb up on the bar, even for olives.
After we met and I was making a shrimp dish for dinner. I was peeling the shrimp when Karen's cat jumped on the counter next to the sink. I figured it was ok for her to be there. I start peeling another shrimp. The next thing I know, the shrimp is gone out of my hand and the cat was off with her prize.