9 lives
yes another journal about cats. this is starting to be such a sad journal of the old dude way too close to his cats, but actually me and marge have both kind of resigned ourselves to the condition of having empty lives with no friends filled with pouring love onto the cats
anyway... i was eating breakfast cereal this afternoon and gulliver jumped from the chair onto the table and was watching me real close. then he came and stuck his little face in the bowl and starting licking milk. so it was cute but he was in my way so inbetween bites of my own i started feeding him milk from the spoon and he licked it up and was so darling. sadly when we got home tonight there was tons of puke everywhere because what no one told me and contrary to the popular image of the saucer with milk put out for kitties, in real life cats really cant have that much milk.
anyway... i was eating breakfast cereal this afternoon and gulliver jumped from the chair onto the table and was watching me real close. then he came and stuck his little face in the bowl and starting licking milk. so it was cute but he was in my way so inbetween bites of my own i started feeding him milk from the spoon and he licked it up and was so darling. sadly when we got home tonight there was tons of puke everywhere because what no one told me and contrary to the popular image of the saucer with milk put out for kitties, in real life cats really cant have that much milk.