Earlier we were trying to coax the cat inside and nothing was working, and he certainly wasn't going to come to his name. Suddenly an idea struck! "Oooh, fire!" I said and the cat came rushing in. damm cat.
I think Fuzzball knows "chicken" now.I really love those rotissiere chickens.Once in a while I'll pick up one in the afternoon on the way home from work.Those 3lb beasts at Sam's Club I can get 4-5 meals from - next couple days what's left is picked off the bone & served with brown rice,some kind of pasta or used as a base for a stew..For the past several months whenever I mention getting some chicken from the fridge he perks up & runs to the kitchen!