Between the two of us Steve and I manage to grill some ribs once in a while. Cleaning the grill was always messy till Steve leaned it up and Moocher decided he would help us out by licking the burned stuff left on the grate. He was in heaven just licking away - it was almost a shame to take it away from him. One of Moocher's favorite places to sleep is on the bottom of the grill - when not in use that is. We start barbecuing and he starts hanging around. The strange thing is we give him some meat and he won't eat it. Cats strange creatures.