She had a very unique way of begging. 364 days a year I'd sit in the living room on the floor with the coffee table before me, eating my dinner while either reading a book, or watching TV. Sheba would sit on the couch behind me waiting impatiently. She would tap me on the shoulder three times to get my attention., she would wait for a minute and do it again until I take a little piece and hold it out for her to eat.
She loved everything except fruit. I'd feed her cookies, ice cream, meat, it didn't matter what the food was or how spicy the food was. I would not give her chocolate , though, that would have been toxic to her.
She was my little Chinese, Italian, and Mexican kitty.
| Sheba - Dec 2009 - Loves Italian salad dressing! |
Yes, I spoiled her. That is the undeniable truth, I admit it.
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