A tabby cat sleeps at the center of a dinner table in a house. Why did she select such a place? There are no certainties, although it may have to do with the smells of past meals served on said table. Hearty fish soups, creamy pastas, sizzling grilled meats, warm and crusty breads, all create an unavoidable attraction for the furry individual, who may be dreaming of epicurian feasts of times gone by. She's not without discernment about foods, though: she may eat bugs and weeds, but will draw a line on eating salmon that has not been properly sliced to her specifications, or beef that is inadequately seasoned. Our time on this Earth is limited, and one ought to make it as endurable, nay, enjoyable as possible, affirms the sybaritic feline.
Oh well... I guess it will be cat for dinner tonight.
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