Butter wouldn't melt......

.....in his (it has to be said, smug looking) mouth.....except I'm pretty sure it did. 
I left the butter dish on the kitchen bench after I'd ceremonially anointed a brace of toasted crumpets for breakfast.....said dish is now spotlessly licked clean and CashtheCat smells suspiciously of 'dairy'. 
Original plans for a baked potato for lunch have been put on hold........