As my friend is not as enthusiastic about raw food as I am, I decided to sit on the floor and share my meal with the cat.

While the cat was totally uninterested in the delicious crisp crunchy vegetables, she relished the raw kangaroo mince and olive oil that I shared with her.
I admit that I was rather stingy. I ate all of the vegetables and most of the meat. The cat would have liked to have had more of that delicious meat.
I can think of plenty of excuses:
- I am bigger than the cat.
- The cat didn’t eat her vegetables.
- I won’t have enough meat for tomorrow if I give the cat more.
- I think the cat has had enough
- The cat did’t pay her fair share of the cost of the meat.
- The floor is uncomfortable for me.
I think the cat was wise. She didn’t complain. She just affectionately rubbed her body across my ankles for a while.
We did enjoy having a meal together on other occasions.