When I was grocery shopping yesterday, I broke down and got one of those roast chickens, and last night I pretty much carcassed the bird. I put the remains in a plastic bag with the intent of tossing it outside, but in the heat of the sleepy, pretty much forgot.

Thump.

Thump tha-bump.

Apparently, cats really like chicken.

Really, really like chicken.

Even the old cat who can't actually jump up on the counter anymore.

I moved the bag outside where the smell wont drive her nuts anymore, but now she's pawing at my legs, gentle but insistent.