Oh, Fister! Cassie Cat is jealous - I don't like the taste of lamb, so she never gets it either. I am fortunate because she has never tried to hop up on the kitchen counter. Tables, yes, but never the counter.

True Cassie story: I was part of a progressive dinner for my single adult fellowship at church - I had the soup and salad course, and I had bought French bread and butter to go with it. I went to the door to let in my guests and when I came back, guess who was up on the dining table licking the margarine out of the butter dish.