Buddy had a nice birthday. It wasn't overkill, thank goodness. He had a friend spend the night on Friday and then we all went out for lunch on Saturday.
I had an interesting conversation with Sissy over the weekend.
I think you all know that our kitty, Bella, is trained to use the same toilet those of us on 2 feet use. We have no litter box, so I feel her paws are relatively cleaner than paws that have been kicking around in a shit box.
I'm always smelling her paws and I'll even kiss them. I told Sissy: "Her paws smell like Fritos!"
A few days later, Sissy informed me that, "Bella's paws smell like burritos (Fritos) and they taste like burritos (Fritos) too.
I had to let that statement sink in. Then, I asked, "Did you lick one?"
Gruesome, but not as bad as licking litter box paws, I suppose.
After all, Buddy tried to eat a ladybug when he was a baby. Those kids like to put all kinds of weird things either in their mouths or, in Sissy's case, poke her tongue out and sample the Frito like cat paw.
I just stand back and enjoy the funny. If it don't kill them, then so be it.
Eat a bug! Lick a paw! Just don't stick your finger in an electric outlet!
Ya gotta pick the battles.....
Happy Monday, hooligans!