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So I found a good-sized, brown pool of semi-congealed Petromalt on the TV stand next to the TV in the living room.
It was lying right where the tube of Petromalt had been. At one time.
It took me a little while to find said tube, and when I did (under the couch about 6 feet away,) I saw that it had been chewed through.
Quite thoroughly, in fact. It was pretty much empty, whereas it had previously been half full. Lots of tooth marks that looked suspiciously feline.
Max recently got his first taste of the stuff from me when I was giving some to Ginger (she loves it) and Ferris (big dab smeared onto his back haunch near his tail, because he doesn't love it but needs it.)
Max liked it, so he came back for more.
He must have decided he'd gotten a hairball from dominance-grooming Ferris and decided to help himself to some meds rather than bother me for it. After all, he is a highly intelligent Bengal.
Isn't he sweet, thinking of his meowmy like that?
It was lying right where the tube of Petromalt had been. At one time.
It took me a little while to find said tube, and when I did (under the couch about 6 feet away,) I saw that it had been chewed through.
Quite thoroughly, in fact. It was pretty much empty, whereas it had previously been half full. Lots of tooth marks that looked suspiciously feline.
Max recently got his first taste of the stuff from me when I was giving some to Ginger (she loves it) and Ferris (big dab smeared onto his back haunch near his tail, because he doesn't love it but needs it.)
Max liked it, so he came back for more.
He must have decided he'd gotten a hairball from dominance-grooming Ferris and decided to help himself to some meds rather than bother me for it. After all, he is a highly intelligent Bengal.
Isn't he sweet, thinking of his meowmy like that?