This cat is the crazy-hungriest I have EVER seen. She attacks her bowl as if it's the first food she's seen in a week. She loves eating more than a dog, and let me tell you, that's saying something.
Little Lucca still needs some training in the decorum department:
The crazy thing is that Dusty won't chase her away! Poor puppy . . .
The latest trick of Lauren's little darling is retrieving choice bits from the trash can (she must get on the island first--yuck!) and dragging them back to her lair (the mudroom). Last night she got blood all over the kitchen when she found the plastic that had wrapped a beef roast. We're starting to lock Lucca up at night (mudroom or girls' room), but she's up to her antics even during the day. Tonight I caught her pawing through the garbage while I was working in the kitchen!
The other night she knocked the lid off the cake keeper and nibbled on pound cake.
Last week she dragged a package of Afghan bread around, opened numerous holes in the bag, and chewed up various edges.
Before that she chewed her way into two foil-lined bags of doggy treats (now kept in plastic containers, thank you very much), consuming nearly everything inside.
I've wielded the water spritzer several times today, so I'm definitely not on Lucca's favorite person list (if growling and hissing are any indicator). On the other hand, she can be affectionate and entertaining. Maybe I'll be able to capture some video of her squawking while she watches the birds at the feeder--uniquely silly!
Now that our home is relatively calm, with our youngest child a mature six years old (!), I suppose it's time to have a new creature to train. This bold, amusing, incorrigible, voracious, and affectionate kitten is presenting an interesting challenge. Wish us luck!