My Cat Eats Yogurt

I'm sitting here on my bed, having polished off two chocolate graham crackers and a glass of milk while simultaneously successfully avoiding the utter vulture of a cat that circled my person during the process. Braeya can be in a complete coma in another room, but any attempt to sneak into the kitchen and rustle up a snack also rustles up her taste buds and she wanders in to see what goodness awaits her.

And by wanders, I mean marches straight up to my face and meows loudly in a demand for her own plate.

Was she born in a garage?

Oh wait. Yes she was.

I love to eat yogurt in the morning. (Again, I continue to be amazed by that sentence.) As I make it, I dutifully dig a treat out of her kitty treat jar, and she gobbles it up. And then she jumps into bed with me and cries (loudly) while I eat my yogurt. And the moment I put the empty mug on the bed, she attacks it as though I'd not fed her in six months.

What cat eats yogurt? Ferociously?

And it's not just yogurt. She loves ranch dressing, roast beef, and a variety of soups.

And if you leave any non-warm beverage unattended...guess what? It's hers.

Essentially the only safe thing to walk away from is a cup of coffee.

I'm not sure what disturbs me more...that she eats all that stuff, or that she won't touch the coffee!

I'm not gonna lie though. So hard to be mad at her when you wake up to this: