It was a wonderful day for the cats when our daughter started eating solid food at the table. Anyone who’s ever had kids knows that at least half the meal ends up on the floor, which is precisely what the cats are hoping for. OM NOM NOM!

Georgia’s actually gotten a little older since I first created this strip, so more and more of the food is managing to stay on the table and make it into her mouth so it can be converted into fuel for her growth spurts. As a result, Hazel tends to follow us around howling for the rest of the evening as if to say, “Excuse me, but why was the buffet closed tonight?”