Olives & White
Just got Mikki, my wife, home from work; I went to pick her up at Wal-Mart, were she works.
And she got to it, right away; Shouting at Baby, the cat, to stay away from the food she is doing.
She does this thing, only for today, and for Christmas.
Cooking with the big stuffed olives.
As old as he is, Baby, my cat, is still very smart; And he knows when she does it.
The smell of olives in vinegar, gets him close to the oven.And he can't resist it.
And Mikki, feeds him, just these days.
Every other day the cats eat regular cat food
And Dizzy, the other cat, just comes in.
And hangs around, to get some too
But he never does the same things that Baby does.
Who knows what it is that attracts him to that smell.
And Mikki feeds them to him, to make him happy.
He is old and almost white, but those olives, he likes them a lot.
Good for him, my first cat.
