Dearest Hawkeye, we have someone like you at our house. His name is Archie, but he could just as well have been named Belly-Robber, cuz he's shameless where food is concerned. He'll hook at your fork to try to redirect it to HIS mouth, especially where roast chicken is the entree. He eats meals whenever he can get them, and would prefer chicken several times a day. He's also our smallest cat--I wish I had his metabolism, cuz he never gains weight.

He will take chips if there's no chicken available.


A long, happy, healthy life to you, Hawkeye!