I got some Laughing Cow cheese and club crackers for dinner. Healthy, I know. Oscar had been fed, yet he was super aggressive trying to get at my food. In the end, I totally gave up and just let him violently lick the bits of cheese that remained on the foil wrappers. Like, whatever dude. I’m too tired to care. Have at it. 😅
When I was five, I gave a Kraft single to my crazy orange kitten, because I thought all kitties love milk and cheese. He then had diarrhea all over the laundry hamper. Did you know that most cats are lactose intolerant? I shit you not, look it up.
Is this little assmonster going to shit all around my house tonight? I think he actually got quite a bit of cheese. Stay tuned…
Edit: oh my gawd….did he….did he EAT the foil?! Where did it go?? And there are broken crackers all over the carpet.
Does anyone manufacture hug-myself jackets for cats?