There's a rule here. The rule is if the kitty is a good kitty during the Peoples' dinner, and they are having something that does not make flames shoot out the kitty's ass, then the kitty gets a little bite.

Tonight the People had chicken, and I was a very good kitty. So was Buddah, but only because he was asleep in the other room.

Well, the Woman put down a bite on my plate, and a bite on Buddah's, because she figured he would hear me meowing and come running.

The way I see it, if you're not there when I'm done eating my bite, yours is up for grabs. Ya snooze, ya lose.

He never even knew what he missed out on.

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