|The Chow Line|
The only thing that brings them to the kitchen en masse is salmon or tuna water that we divide into four little bowls whenever we open a tin. Salmon is the one they prefer and the second the opener punctures the tin they appear out of thin air and swirl and swarm around our legs and it is the only time I ever hear any meows; encouraging us to hurry up. The excitement builds and we have to put the bowls onto the floor at exactly the same time, Robert and I both with two in our hands "1-2-3 down!"
|nom, nom, nom, nom!|