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ways I am a bad catmommy, volume XVIII - Diary of a Necromancer
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ways I am a bad catmommy, volume XVIII
Fed the cats the other morning and went out of the room for about ten minutes. When I came back into the kitchen, Snip leapt up onto the counter and began making a case that she hadn't been fed in, um, ever, and was in imminent danger of a gruesome death by starvation.

While she was licking the grease off her whiskers.

And there was still half a can of gooshyfood left on their plate.

So I told her, in all seriousness, "How can you have any pudding if you don't eat your meat?"

Snip was not impressed.

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royalladyemma From: royalladyemma Date: May 21st, 2013 10:34 am (UTC) (permalink this entry)
This is hysterical!!! I have three myself, Nicholas, Sydney and Miss Emma, and even though there's ALWAYS a bowl of dry food next to the water bowl, come three-ish every afternoon, Miss Emma's beating on me and wailing pathetically. "If you don't feed me right this very instant I shall simply cease to exist!!!"

They share a can of 'gooshyfood', and she particularly loves anything in gravy -- cos she sucks all the gravy off the food and leaves the bits on the dish!!! It doesn't go to waste, however, because Sydney can be trusted to do all the clean-up. Nicholas is a gentleman, eating what he wants and then going to sleep.

Fast forward roughly two hours and Emma's back, beating on me and howling, demanding treats, which she knows she'll get because her mummy loves her!!!!

Love & hugs to Snip from my kids with fur!!

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