"hello..."

i keep forgetting to write this up but finally i've remembered while i'm in front of a computer and can steal some time to do so.
very short story from our impromptu new years stay in coffs harbour. out to dinner one evening i had ordered a super delicious dessert of crepes with strawberries and butterscotch sauce. percy had wormed her way onto my lap by this time. (after being a very well behaved miss all thru dinner, eating a reasonable amount and running many laps of our table.)

percy asked what was on the plate. upon being told she dipped her finger into a pool of butterscotch sauce and tasted it. she then said, in a very friendly, almost 'come hither' voice; "hello butterscotch." it was just hilarious, very much like she was saying "you and me, butterscotch, we are going to get on juuust fiiiine."

we haven't had anything butterscotchy since so i wonder if she remembers it, or whether she'll still be as friendly.