Something smells good...

A local supermarket has begun having "today only" special offers on a Saturday. Last weekend the special was rabbit and, when I confessed that I had never eaten rabbit during my several decades of lifetime, Ada suggested we buy one and try it for Sunday lunch. Well, if you've eaten rabbit, you'll know that it's white meat, not all that different from chicken... but there must certainly be a difference when it comes to the smell, because something rather unusual happened in our house at Sunday lunchtime.
Our cats (who usually turn their noses up at fish or chicken, and staunchly refuse to eat anything other than their cat food) suddenly came begging at the table while we were eating our rabbit. Tobi was first to come - purring and miaowing and generally making it known that something smelled good to eat. After lunch, we took the bones and bits of leftover meat outside, and Teddi joined Tobi in enjoying the pickings. 
Next Saturday's special offer is lasagne, so we can expect the cats to leave us in peace again!