It turns out the kitten, Mruczka as we have named her (one who purrs, fem.) is also a mild foodie. She has been caught eating butter. She knocked the radishes off a pate sandwich and ate just the meat. She is not averse to citrus. When I bring a lemon near her face she curiously sniffs it, rather than making a sour puss and running away (as Shrek used to do). She does not have very high standards though because last night I caught her having a midnight snack, eating out of the margarine container. She also eats dirt. I even caught her trying to eat stones from the cactus pot. Weirdest of all: she likes to lick us.