Mutiny Comes from Within
It seems that the boxes holding strawberries I bought for the chocolate fountain are glazed in catnip or some scent the cat finds uh...sultry. Pasha has gone back four times to the boxes, gripping them and rubbing her chin and tummy around the base of the boxes. (freak of nature!)
I'm frantically trying to frost and glaze cakes and then cut them into bite size pieces (the party format is no plates, just napkins, toothpicks and fingers) while shouting to the cat to get back to her post!
Kitty!! Get a room - away from those strawberries!!