Marina

If you're not a pet lover, then just skip this post and check back in a couple of days.

If you ARE a pet lover, you'll totally understand this.

The other day I was cleaning out the refrigerator. When I opened up the drawer where we keep deli items Marina just about went crazy. See, she likes turkey breast. I mean she REALLY LIKES turkey breast. She will sit on the tile floor in front of the refrigerator, waiting for someone to open the door, hoping that they will toss a small piece of turkey her way. Afterall, she's withering away to nothing, as you can plainly see. She jumped up on the counter across from the fridge and leaned toward it so much I thought she was going to fall off. (Yes, I gave her a little piece of turkey.)



After her little belly was satisfied, she jumped up on the other counter, then on top of the fridge, then on top of the cabinets to her perch. When she gets up there, she likes to watch what's going on around the house, and she can do so without being bothered. We wouldn't bother her if she weren't so darn cute and cuddly though. That's what she gets for being adorable and loving.




While I was cleaning out the fridge, I noticed that we had some Pillsbury Crescent rolls that were about to expire, so I decided to add them to the evening menu.


I fixed dinner at the normal time, but Ted was working late. Alex and I were ready to eat, so I began to get things out on the table. After I put the crescent rolls out (you can see just how fancy we truly are here...I baked them on a foil covered cookie sheet and didn't even bother to put them in a bread basket) I turned to take the chicken out of the oven. When I turned back around, a little head popped up in Ted's seat. Now the cats had already eaten, but Marina just likes to be socialable. No, she did NOT get a crescent roll and was moved to the floor after I took the picture.


As Alex and I finished eating, Mimi (Marina's nickname) decided that she wanted to eat with us. I hadn't finished my risotto and just moved my plate aside as Alex and I were talking. Mimi must have really liked how it smelled because she was ready to climb into my plate. I put a little bit down on the table and she went to town with it. Somehow I was able to get a shot of her as her tongue was sticking out.

(**disclaimer** Our table and countertops are washed off several times throughout the day as we prefer NOT to have cat hair in our food. We use kitchen cleaner spray, along with soap and water, and as soon as Mimi was done with the risotto, I thoroughly cleaned off the entire table, especially the area where she was licking.)


Is she not just the cutest thing?