The big clubby paws belong to Husband Guy.
The banging and crashing in the background is me, making dinner. Be glad that there was no explosion this time, uh-kay?
Porky, I mean Skippy, has been eating on and off all day. Between destroying paper stars and grooming herself. She's still very uncoordinated, but I think she's a lefty =)
Okay, I'm off to play "Would You Rather..." =)