Eh. Maybe Hobbes will learn to plan instead!
Well, dog food.
‘Nobody bites the hand that feeds me but me. That goes for zapping, too. Cat fur can be very zappy. Now, onto dinner.’
And the element of satisfaction: Ah
It happened between frames!
Guinness World Records calling. Either largest litter or most exhausted mothercat, I don’t know… :)
Ergo: animal shelters everywhere are on a search for Schroedinger. :/ :)
But the options imply whole cakes, not just pieces.
Butter cream, chocolate butter cream.
Sounds like experience speaking.