I pulled into the driveway at 7:15 this morning to find 8 cats glaring at me. I had not fed them before I made my grocery and muffin run to ShopRite. I parked my grocery bags and sat on the side steps. Tuxedo, Catty Patty, Garfield and Bosco trotted over to me and the rubbings and pettings commenced. Nasty Mom sat nearby with the "Get off your ass and feed me" look.

And that's when I got up and prepared a great breakfast for the cats. True to form, Nasty Mom grazed the kibble, wet cat food and then got into the tuna and sardines before lapping up some cool fresh water. She likes the cat diner I run here and has the plump belly to prove it.

Your "slipping"...going out before serving feline breakfasts...