Personally I think everyone should have at least one of these in their front yard so the neighbors will know there's a killer feline inside.
I've figured out one of the many ways to drive our people crazy...Mom's purchased the same chicken-flavored treats for us for years, and now we're pretending that we don't like them anymore. She throws them to us and we sniff them and walk away. Pop goes nuts 'cause he finds them all over the place!
The only canned food we like is Friskies Sliced Chicken Dinner in Gravy, but sometimes Mom tries to sneak in Shredded instead of Sliced, so we just slurp up the gravy and leave the icky shredded stuff. People just don't get the finicky part of us. I know that Roly Poly Ole looks like she eats just about everything, but she's chubby 'cause she polishes off leftover Cool Whip or ice cream whenever she can, kinda like Mom.
We've finally figured out what TKFKAS does on our bench at night -- she reads the paper! She's so snooty and thinks she's some kind of intellectual. Here's a photo of TKFKAS with her canine roomie, Daisy. 
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