In my kitchen is a small trash can with a flat lid. I store empty pop
cans there. Sheba has adopted it as a perch to supervise me in the
kitchen. She can better see what I am doing from a higher vantage
point and I can see her so I don't have to shuffle my feet to avoid
stepping on her. It also makes it easier to bend over to give her
insulin shot. What a clever kitty!

The other day I was eating a tuna sandwich. As usual, Robin appeared
on the window ledge near my shoulder. With every bite he leaned toward
me. To prevent him from falling I held my sandwich up to him. He
eagerly opened his mouth....and drew back with a jerk and a grimace!
The nerve of Meowmy, ruining good tuna with that nasty Miracle Whip
and pickle relish! He leaped down and stalked off in a huff.

I have some grass planted in a ceramic pot. It is about 8 inches wide
with a 2 inch ledge around the top. For some reason Djoser won't just
reach for the grass with just his front feet on the ledge. He has to
climb up on the ledge and hump his back since his four feet are so
close together. But that is the way he eats the grass. Of course every
time we point the camera at him he jumps down. He is so funny.

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CATherine