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Rylee seems to have definite opinions about the "diet". He's not pleased - but I already see a slight curve to his once "fluffy" self. Yesterday, hubby set a nice warm cup of tea on the table beside his seat, he then went to another room for a moment. When he returned there was Rylee sitting in his seat leaning back into the corner of the sofa - his foreleg stretched out resting on the arm of the sofa looking the Lord of all he surveyed and he was leaning into hubby's cup happily lapping up the tea. Now I would have just picked it up and finished the tea - hubby dumped it out and got fresh. Fussy man - guard your tea from now on! Happy Thursday.