Was pretty close to suppertime and I couldn't tell if she was wanting my leg (haunch), rump (mmmmm, well marbled and firm) or man-cutlets.
Or perhaps one of my prime ribs to gnaw on.
I kept trying to cajole her towards sushi (being healthier and all...and that I would go light on the wasabi) followed by a bowl of warm milk and some heavy petting. (swoon)
The icing on the proverbial cake was when this beautiful melenistic leopard lifted her head as I backed away as if to say "hey, where ya going?"
To which I replied "to find a mountain lion."