Just because I smell like food dosen't mean you can try to eat me!

I work in a restaurant every Sunday, and when I get home I must smell like it. Teddy takes one sniff and goes crazy. His face gets all serious and he grabs my arm with his two front paws and holds it as he inspects me. He rubs his head on my hand, nibbles, and licks me. Teddy only does this when I get home on Sundays. He defiantly picks up on the distinctive smell. It always makes me laugh.

Gosh, meowmy, you smell good enuf to eat!

Speaks well of the restaurant, I guess.

awww, how cute!!

I know how you feel I dont even cook but I work at a restaurant and when I get home from work Im surrounded my animals and even Franklin has taken to blocking the door when he sees me in uniform and purse in hand!! LOL...He doesnt want me to leave!

sniff sniff... you smell good!

LOL. are you sure you're not spiking the food with catnip, or something?

I'm another food service worker. Six days as hostess, and one night in the dish pit. I left my apron on the couch one night and it had so much food scent the dogs chewed holes in it. Mitty washs my forearms every afternoon when I come in, don't know if it's for the food taste or if she thinks I smell dirty.

I emphatize...Daisy either likes or doesn't like my new shower gel. So sometimes at about 3:00 a.m. I get the sandpaper tongue trying to lick the scent it off my arm. Then, for good measure, she bites me!

"do u has a flavr?"