Who can resist a mooching cat?

My dinner companion. We/she enjoyed the prawns.
My other dinner companion. We/she enjoyed the prawns.

Not me, apparently.

This very sweet – and very finicky cat – joined me for dinner in Varadero, Cuba.

She began her patrol of the occupied tables the nanosecond we sat down in the restaurant.

Smart kitty.

Can’t remember what the appetizer was. Some kind of non-fishy protein.

She refused it. What nerve.

Entree or nothing for this fussy, young feline.

She ate well that night. Prawns from me and Beef Wellington from the folks at the next table.

But with a face like that, who could refuse her?

This cat has got life figured out.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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