kitty crack and other cravings

i'm hanging out with tobias. he's, actually, behaving himself fairly well. (puppies have an amazing ability to find tiny scraps of... anything.) toby has developed two obsessions:
he LOVES to steal fred's cigerettes... probably because i freak out which he really, really enjoys as he gleefully runs away from me.

his true love, though, is stealing food from the cats. every time, we go out for "poddy," we pass the cat food bowl. every time, he tries to steal a piece or two. he'll even see how many pieces he can get into his mouth and then, moments later drop them on the ground to be savoured one by one. as i type this, he's just run up to the top of the stairs to see if the kitchen door is open. it's not. if it was. he would be trying to score some "kitty crack." he's an addict. he'll run up those stairs at least 12 times an hour... in hopes of scoring a "fix."

* i have a right side migraine (side does matter.) speaking of addictions, i was craving dark chocolate in a big way and now.....arrrgh. in a short bit, i'm going to put toby in his room and take a long hot bath filled with lots of stinky, oily goodness. (hmmmm, maybe i should have just bought the decadent $22 chocolate fondue bubble bath that i saw at bath and body works. ) if i get my bonus tomorrow, i'll buy a jar... but for now, i am going to enjoy a jasmine scented bath.

ps... i just gave toby a stuffed animal as big as he is. poor teddy, he doesn't stand a chance. toby has mounted him and is trying to chew his face off. cute, huh?