Partial list of inappropriate and/or stolen things Jeff has eaten in the past week:
Jeff was shedding copiously after an afternoon outside. He doesn’t love being combed, but will sit around for a few minutes of it.
Obviously he’s aware of his visual appeal.
Jeff chased lizards all over the stone wall, but they had too many hiding places.
The Dark One is lurking nearby again. He is obviously a footsoldier of the apocalypse. I will stare at him with greatest intensity until his head explodes.