Last night, no econd helping of linguini with white clam sauce, Tao ate
the rest of the linguini fom the collander.
Just to provide a glimpse of what scavenging means to him, I was
snacking all the guys with kibble, everyone running about crying how
hungry they were, when I got to Tao's bowl (last in line) he was busy
with the almost-empty garbage pail. Forbidden fruits.
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Karen - 24 Oct 2006 14:24 GMT
Poor Tao! Maybe one day he'll realize he doesn't have to do that anymore.
> Last night, no econd helping of linguini with white clam sauce, Tao ate
> the rest of the linguini fom the collander.
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> the long-term average of $6. That has meant record profits for oil
> companies and refiners" NYT 2005/09/11
Marina - 24 Oct 2006 16:15 GMT
> Last night, no econd helping of linguini with white clam sauce, Tao ate
> the rest of the linguini fom the collander.
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> hungry they were, when I got to Tao's bowl (last in line) he was busy
> with the almost-empty garbage pail. Forbidden fruits.
Heh, sounds exactly like Caliban. Whenever I cook pasta, he carefully
checks the colander to see if there is anything left. If there is, he
snarfs it down. he also likes to raid the bin, but I put a baby lock on
the cabinet under the sink, where the bins are, so he hardly ever does
that any more (except sometimes, when he manages to sneak in while I
open the door briefly).

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jXwXeXrXmXoXnXt@sonic.net - 24 Oct 2006 19:19 GMT
> Last night, no econd helping of linguini with white clam sauce, Tao ate
> the rest of the linguini fom the collander.
> Just to provide a glimpse of what scavenging means to him, I was
> snacking all the guys with kibble, everyone running about crying how
> hungry they were, when I got to Tao's bowl (last in line) he was busy
> with the almost-empty garbage pail. Forbidden fruits.
Last night I came home with some groceries, and when I stopped to get my
mail, I put the bags down for a second. It only took that long for Smudge
to get her head (and a good portion of her front end) into one of the
bags, where she managed to tear a hole in a bag of bread, and take a bite
out of some of it! I also had another bag, but this was a canvas bag with
long handles, so I had it slung over my shoulder. But when I got inside,
I put the bag down in the usual place where I dump my stuff after coming
in. Later on, I was on the couch watching a little TV, and saw Smudge
stick her head into that bag and start fanatically licking something. I
couldn't remember what I'd had in it that would smell good to a cat. Then
it hit me that the friend I'd visited had given me a small loaf of
homemade bread, and it was still in the bag! By the time I got up, the
loaf had a big hole in it.
She is not a normal cat!!
Joyce