Forget the Catnip: I Want Avocados

It took 16 years for Mr. Lucky to discover that he is crazy about avocados.

One night this spring he hunted my salad plate. I couldn't believe it when I saw what he was after.

Now I shop regularly for avocados at the Hollywood Farmers Market. Not for me, but for him.

I get the small three for $1 size. I cut one in half, then scoop out a third for Mr. Lucky. I get the rest.

This happens daily, so there are always avocados ripening on my sink. I  plan every meal around them. Here you see him choosing the one he wants. 

This doesn't mean Mr. Lucky has lost interest in his other snacks. He still wants butter, whipping cream, Mexican crema, milk and chicken. This on top of two full meals daily. 

And he is skinny, disgustingly skinny. Isn't that just like a cat? They're always looking for ways to show how superior they are.