Have awoken to a kitchen covered in stir fry. Unwisely thought the lid would be enough to stop FishyCat getting into it. Hopefully he doesn’t end up peeing rocks from that snack.
He was a street cat before we got him, so fuck knows what he was hunting up to eat. Needs to stick to his prescription biscuits now! Wish you could explain to them.
Have awoken to a kitchen covered in stir fry. Unwisely thought the lid would be enough to stop FishyCat getting into it. Hopefully he doesn’t end up peeing rocks from that snack.
A true hunter in your midst
He was a street cat before we got him, so fuck knows what he was hunting up to eat. Needs to stick to his prescription biscuits now! Wish you could explain to them.
Mine “accidentally” stole a small of piece of chicken off my plate that was seasoned with garlic and now she’s nuts for it.
No Gibson, garlic will kill you. Doesn’t seem to sink in
I recommend getting 1/4 chicken and chips. Skin and chips for thee, rest tithed to the lord
Er, in my experience the Vet saying buy the cat a rotisserie chicken translates to ‘it’s terminal’.
That’s a whole chicken, along the lines of ‘let them eat whatever they want’.
A random snack is just fine (caveat: we have two, formerly three cats, so scale the amount of chicken the human gets to actually consume as required)