The weather is getting cooler in Melbourne. Some nights are downright cold for autumn. This means that Flatty is settling into winter slob mode. He's either sleeping, sitting on me for warmth the minute I sit down, or else eating .... Not much else to his day, apart from doing flip flops on the lawn on warm mornings. I would love my life to be so simple, so uncomplicated!
Tonight I roasted a chicken for dinner, which drove him into a frenzy. The smell of roasting chicken does it every time! He wants some, now! He sits & meows plaintively, follows me around, plants himself in my path so I'm continually tripping over him .... this can go on for ages till he finally gets what he wants. Yum, chicken!
It's really impossible to say no! The evening would have been hell.
.... that works as an attention grabber pretty well.
