It's a reasonable sacrifice
The cats are six months old today.
For their half-birthday, we gave them warm goat's milk with a little cinnamon and honey. (
movingfinger had seen it sold as a cat treat in pet stores. It's more or less what I drink at night, except I don't add cinnamon.) We knew they liked plain goat's milk, but we weren't sure how the fancier version would go over.
They liked it.
Happy half-birthday, wonderful cats. Long may you hunt through our hallways at night and sleep on my hands when I'm typing.
For their half-birthday, we gave them warm goat's milk with a little cinnamon and honey. (
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They liked it.
Happy half-birthday, wonderful cats. Long may you hunt through our hallways at night and sleep on my hands when I'm typing.
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Science seems to have gotten over it by now. I had to put him out of my office tonight because I couldn't work with him purring and kneading and climbing and butting everywhere he could conceivably reach and some places he was really going to have to work for. (Seriously, cat? Under my sweater in the small of my back?)
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Prrrt!