This is true. Myrtie has learned how to work me, stare at me, look disappointed, or look happy in order to get the food she likes. I sware, in a pinch when you don't have their favourites and have to give them something you know won't go over, they look like: "Are you serious?" "Did you know there's something nasty in my bowl?" "Come on. I think you can do better than that." Myrtie will also leave something to teach me a lesson, even if she's hungry.