My mother took pity on her "babygirl" and made homemade chicken soup on Tuesday and we stopped on the way home that night to get it. (the pity was necessary because I had 2 fillings done on Monday and my jaw hurt like heck...and her "baby girl" turned 40 in December ) Anyway, I heated some up last night for dinner and Oatmeal had to come investigate what I was eating...he tasted a little bit of the broth and decided it was good. In the split second of innattention on my part, he stuck his paw in to get a better taste! I looked back in time to see him taking his paw back out...then he puts the paw down on my leg, and leaves a lovely paw shaped soup mark on the pants I wore to work! Mom is not a cat person and wouldn't see the amusement in this but I laughed myself silly....they are so good at taking advantage of those moments of innattention aren't they?