Ya spoiled brat...

I think I have finally spoiled Tom, my cat. (What am I talking about, I spoiled them both many years ago.) Both cats wolfed down their food at 8 am this morning. About 15 minutes ago, as I was cooking lunch he comes into the Kitchen and starts whining, and whining loud at his bowl. So, I opened another can for him. When he was finished eating that little tiny bit he decided to bug me. Now, he's sitting, on the floor, next to me Whining. He wants to sit on my lap as I type. Nope, no more sitting, he just jumped onto my lap. Now I know why I can't get any writing done.