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One time when I was in school we had a group house and one of the cats was named Sparkie and Sparkie loved me and loved Vicka and tolerated Anna and hated everyone else in the world. And one weekend Anna and I were eating pancakes with maple syrup in the living room and Anna had finished hers and put it on the floor beside the couch, and Sparkie came up and licked it clean before we really noticed what was going on, but we were amused that she liked maple syrup so did nothing.

A few minutes later, we saw her run by at top speed right to left in front of us. And then about 20 seconds later, again, same direction. And then, again, and then, again, and then, again! (It was possible to run around the main floor of the house that way.) And we were going "what the fuck, Sparkie?" when she came in still at top speed from the right side, did a hard (right-angle) left turn in front of Anna, leapt up into her lap, and immediately fell asleep.

And she would never touch maple syrup again.