Bina

We went for our Friday takeaway to Laura and Steve’s tonight.

The boys had kebabs, while us gals had KFC.

Vincent had to be forcibly removed from my chair several times; cheeky monkey was desperate to get his head in my box of chicken.

Bina on the other hand had a more subtle approach. She’s not the friendliest of cats; one of those that might let you stroke her for a little bit, then claws your arm when she’s had enough.
But, when there’s chicken around, she’s everyone’s best friend.

She changed her position a few times, just to make sure I could see her looking at me. I had to give in and let her have a little bit of chicken. Just look at that face :-D

DQ x