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We’ve got a cat.  She’s a good cat.  She’s a little high maintenance (diabetes), but she’s (usually) worth the effort.  Dinner time is her favorite time of day.

Usually we eat about 10-15 minutes after I get home from work, and she comes out from her royal hiding place to greet me when I get there.  Really, she’s just sucking up to make sure I know she still loves (to get food from) me.  It usually works.

She knows I’m the only one who will give her food, so she typically comes to visit me while we eat.  Usually I’ll give her a little meat from what I’m eating.  Last night was Chick-fil-a on the couch in front of the TV.  She was a little obnoxious about getting a bite of my chicken sandwich, so I didn’t give her any.  Plus, I was hungry.

After I finished my sandwich, I let her get up on the arm of the couch to see the plate.  Basically, I was doing it in a “see…you didn’t get anything because you were so annoying while I was eating” manner.  You’ve got to keep cats in their proper place.

She sniffed for a second and started tasting the leftover ketchup on the plate.  I asked my wife “are cats allowed to eat ketchup?” and she looked over just in time to see the cat tearing into that ketchup.  We laughed, and then I took the plate away from the cat.

She jumped down, and started doing that weird thing that cats do where they actually force up a hairball that was almost all the way through the digestive system.  Not good.

So I got up to grab her and put her in the kitchen (away from carpet), but she ran to the bedroom.  I caught up with her (a little too late) and we got her some water, and then I cleaned up the slimy ruddy mess.

Take my advice on this one.  It’s fun to watch a cat eat ketchup, but only if it’s not your cat.