A Black Heart's Romance

Cowgirl eats everything. Almost literally, everything. Keeping food from her is an impossible task. She can be in the deepest of sleep, dreaming all sorts of kitty dreams, and if the fridge or a cupboard opens, she's there in an instant, as if she'd never been asleep at all. Anytime food is being prepared in the kitchen, she's hovering on the counter waiting for a scrap, or more likely shoving her nose into whatever is available for perusal. If the meal happens to involve the use of the stove, she (fortunately) stays clear of the counter and any danger of being burned, but is usually very near underfoot. Once the meal is served, she is back on the counter sniffing at bowls and plates, licking whatever isn't too hot for her little tongue, and sometimes sneaking away with pieces of meat.

The morning bagel ritual, as I've mentioned in previous entries, is her favorite. She lives to eat off of her Daddy's bagel (particularly blueberry with cream cheese) and though we shouldn't encourage her rude habits, we can't help ourselves. She's too cute and too sneaky sometimes for us to foil her plans. So what do we do? Snap photos and go about our morning business as normal.