Gato had a little breakfast out in the bus. I was trying to get some work done on Wilson (the continuing effort to get ready for 6/5). She screamed at the garage door until I finally let her in. After an hour of sitting in the bus, it was time for her breakfast. I set the plate down and then backed off so she could feast.
There's no doubt Gato thinks this is her bus and she loves it. That’s why her stash of food and treats are always in the cabinet.