Cats in Sinks

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Whenever I have to go to the V-E-T, the v-e-t lets me jump in the sink and hide there. It helps. Sort of.

I admit I now prefer curling up in the really big drinking dish to the sink.

Crash

It Does a Body Good

The humans cooked tonight. The Primary Human pulled something out of the refrigerator and poured it into her glass. When I realized it was milk and not that nasty soy stuff, I yowled helpfully to let her know I wanted some.

Do you know how many times I had to yowl at her before I got my own little dish?

Yeesh. Apparently, I like Lactaid milk.

The N-WKCI let me sniff something I'd never sniffed before: key lime curds on crumpet. I had to smell it a long time.

Crash

P.S. Post milk, I had a crazy, tearing around the dining room and sending the rug at the bottom of the stairs askew. Maybe it's true what they say: Milk does a cat good.

mmmMmmmm....Sardines

The humans didn't have anything interesting for breakfast, and lunch didn't seem to be getting off to a promising start.

They cut up an apple and then pulled out this can of something that looked intriguing (anything with requiring a can opener has potential), but when the Nose-Wiping Kitty Carrier Incerator left me have a sniff, I was so disappointed. It looked like tuna, but it smelled like soy. They made sandwiches with the stuff, but I noticed even they scraped it back into the can.

The N-WKCI pulled out a long tin of something. He peeled open the lid and then he put a few bites down on my plate. Fish! And then he poured the liquid out of the tin. Yum! Apparently, I like sardines.

I say No to Tuno, Yes, Yes, Yes to Sardines!

I had to lick my cheeks quite a bit. And then I had to take several naps.

Crash