This is Ham. He’s my problem child. This morning, I found two of our homegrown tomatoes on the floor of the kitchen.
He likes to knock things on the floor. Anything that rolls.
I had to throw one away because someone, possibly Ham, possibly our other cat Ichiro, bit into it. As it was not chewed, I’m thinking they didn’t like it but there were two perfect little vampire punctures in the tomato. Fortunately, it’s that time of year and there are more where this one came from.