albert has her favourite spots. after my shower I looked and I looked for her. not on my pillow (when I forget to close the door), not on the back of the couch. not in the fruit bowl, not on the breakfast bar... huh?
albert is spoiled brat, but one can't hold that against her as it's not her doing. last night gord was grilling burgers and albert thought she rather liked the looks of it and hopped up onto the table he'd placed the platter on.
Bless her. Tbh though, the cat I had when I lived at home was a spoilt one. I allowed him to go anywhere he liked, but strangely enough, he never jumped up onto the table, even when food was left there.