Ruru the Cat here. It's been a while. I've just been hiding out in the room, ignoring everyone. It's usually better that way. Less dangerous because everyone's out to get me, even the kitten now. Blogging gets hard when I have to deal with everyone driving me nuts.
But out of the blue, I started to smell a fabulous odor, soft, meaty cat food. I knew everyone was getting it but me. I heard them, all getting that yummy food. I heard someone say something about deworming. It didn't sound like fun. Anytime someone says something that sounds like medicine, I start to think pain and vets. I wasn't sure whether to be envious or not.
Then, my person's mom came in with my dish of that soft, meaty cat food. Oh, it was good. There was kind of a weird taste to it. I wonder if that was the dewormer. But it didn't matter. I'd die for that yummy cat food. Okay, maybe not. But I sure would kill for it. Cuz I'm a cat. We kill to eat. Dang, that's good.
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