great thief, bad get-away driver.
"spying on the human eating supper… and plotting a way to get that supper into my belly."
cat, please. you are not flour.
this is my food cat. i appreciate that you are waiting patiently but i didn’t get enough for both of us.
oh cat. you think you are so special that you can eat your dinner on the table? fine you are. happy now?
hey cat, if you wanted some spinach, all you had to do was ask nicely.
For at least the first year of his life, Bernard used to do this every time someone opened the refrigerator.