
Cybele will eat most anything. she gets a little piss-y if there's no banana to be had for breakfast, but otherwise, she eats anything anytime. pickles and olives, broccoli and (especially) cauliflower, beans and rices, meats and potaties, bread and all kinds of cheese, even the cheddars, even the bries, &
catfood (once). this vast array gives her the energy she needs for what she currently seems to regard as her primary vocation:
rampaging.

running from room to room endlessly, constantly checking to see if elias and sophia's room is open, 'cus it's her favorite, and when it is she plows in there and sits in each of the seats in turn, finds her favorite, flops down on it, rolls around on it, gets up, leaves the room to rampage to another, so she can return to her favorite one and repeat the process. she is seriously zealous about her maraudings and leaves a wrecked mess in her wake. most of the time, this is hilarious. when everyone else is tired though, i wish we could put mittens and rollerskates on her. then it would be hilarious all the time.
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I can't believe you told them about the catfood. Shame.
Shame.
Shame.
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