It's not a medical issue. She's just a greedy little goblin.
If I don't lock her up in the kitchen while I'm eating, I have to put her down on the floor over and over and over while I try to eat. She just hops right back up; nothing deters her. If I say, "No!" I might as well be saying, "Please grab my food and eat it, Olivia. Help yourself!"
If I don't immediately put my plate away in the sink as soon as I'm finished, she's all over it, licking up the crumbs.
This is what happened when I finished my lunch earlier:
Every millimeter of plate licked clean of leftover crumbs and smudges from my turkey sandwich and side of Brussels sprouts, then a satisfied licking of the lips before she crawled up on my lap, licking her lips some more, seeking some cuddles.
"THANK YOU FOR THE FOOD NOW PET ME PET ME PET ME."
This cat.
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