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Friday, May 27, 2011

Soup and Cats


The tea I had with a friend included

tomato soup...

{edit: Amy's organic cream of tomato soup to be precise}

{edit: I made the same bread
the next day and...}

Cleo was more interested, as usual,

with the bread:

I know... I should of shooed her off right away
but she was merely at the sniffing stage;
I took the picture and then had her leave :)


Of course

other people's cats

would never do such a thing --

Right?