Happy belly

Aunt Tiff got home before Mommy did today, so I nicely asked for her to feed me. But the bitch ignored me, so I went postal on her till she dug out the Mow Mix. Then Mommy came home, and my bowl was empty, so I started asking her for dinner. Mommy immediately went for the chow (as she knows I won't be quiet till I have a mouthful of the tastes cats naturally crave). As I was happily munching on my third (yes, third! I usually only get two feedings!) meal of the day, Aunt Tiff informed Mommy that I had already eaten. Hah! I scarfed up my last helping in a hurry, lest Mommy take it away from me.

But, you see, I had to eat again, cause I left a pile of steaming, wet hairballs in front of Mommy's bed just before she came home. So, you see, my belly WAS empty when I asked to be fed yet again.

Although ... Mommy threatened to not feed me breakfast, because of my little trick. Bitch!!! Let's see who shits in Mommy's bed tomorrow if she leaves for work without filling up my bowl!