"burp!" ... cat probably

I once had a dream about my old man dog, a chihuahua x pom, in which he had (in the most disturbing of circumstances) "But, Mother, why must I stave?" and I am still traumatised by that dream and Toby has been gone nearly 2 years.

In saying that, I love when Alfie jumps on me at 4am, in hoping I'll wake up to feed him and I launch him across the room... only to hear him go to this bowl and start nomming on the bikkies that have been there all freakin' night.

Cats, man.

Alfie would never. A shoe is too dirty for his shit. He needs the cleanest of environments in order to defecate!