Morning After Foodie Anxiety Syndrome

Last night Cyrrie and his human shared a slice of pizza. So this morning of course he is over-the-top on the lookout for anything that might even possibly be... food! When he cries at the attic door and it is opened for him, he pauses - you can actually read the thought balloon: What if I'm upstairs and there's food and I miss it? A little while later as the human ties her shoelaces, Cyrrie watches closely, because you just never know when it might be food! When the human tops up the crunchies bowls, however, there are no bright brown eyes following her every move, no freckled nose sniffing, no tail upright with hope and, therefore, happiness. Alas, says the thought balloon, it's health food. Again!