is that weird? I find it strange that every time I get cheese out to use, Clio smells it and comes looking for hand outs. She may not even be in the same room and she somehow senses it. I'll be slicing some cheese for a sandwich and all of a sudden I look down and there is Clio on a stool next to me waiting patiently (or not so patiently) for a bit of cheese. I guess I should be able to identify, since I absolutely love cheese myself.:) And just like me, she likes all kinds. Maybe we're both slightly crazy...