I wish you all had know Stinky many years ago, because he was the
hoolikitten to end all hoolikittens-- this should give hope to all you
who are patiently enduring your own little marauders.  What I find so
funny about his "I'm shocked, shocked!" reaction to Dante's antics, is
that Stinky was probably ten time the hooli that Dante is.  

So Stinky, is, at 15, much quieter, and although always lively, over
the years, the sweetness and gentleness of her personality has really
been most prominent.  But I mentioned before that there are a couple
of things that wake up the sleeping hooli in Stinky, and one of them
is the yummy giant chicken burrito I sometimes bring home after class.
He really outdid himself last night.  I had opened the burrito a
little bit, and when I was getting a drink, Stinky grabbed a corner of
tortilla, and dragged the whole burrito away (smearing a trail of
rice, beans and salsa in his path) like a leopard with a gazelle.  If
he got to the end of the table, there would have been burrito
everywhere.  Thank Bast I leaped across the table just in time to grab
the burrito and get it back into my plate before the gravity-driven
disaster happened.  Stinky was competely undaunted-- he was determined
to get his chops around some burrito, and stayed right in my face
until I paid the Stinky toll-- a little burrito in his bowl.  He will
eat any of it-- it isn't just the adobo- marinated chicken-- he eats
the rice, the beans, even the tortilla.    It just drives him into a
burrito frenzy.

Theresa
Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh
My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com

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