I was lazy tonight and made bacon sandwiches for supper. There isn't much people food that Lizzie will really beg for, but as soon as she smells the bacon cooking she always comes running. She sat at my feet and yowled so long and loud I was afraid the neighbors were going to complain. She never wants much, just about a 1/3 of a piece. She ate it, cleaned her face and paws, then got in my recliner, rolled onto her back, and went to sleep. Must be nice!