We're thinking of renaming our one cat.
Henry, our little mackerel cat is still reasonably young, and there-fore if you see his eyes go black as lumps of coal, something is going to be destroyed.
If the item in question is not destroyed, Henry will at the very least get extremely up close and personal. But he's always incredibly happy to do so; he's a joyful little creature.
Yesterday evening we had ordered pizza and decided to make a salad to go along with it. viridis_ama measured out half-a-cup of sliced almonds and a matching amount of cranberries for the dressing, which we would add to the salad once the pizza arrived.
We puttered, and eventually tasty food delivery ensued. The pizza paid for, viridis_ama went into the kitchen and then called back to me, "What happened to the almonds?"
I was confused by this question. I went to the kitchen to see what she was talking about, only to be presented with the bowl that now only held cranberries.
As Darcy was sleeping and Elsie was always underfoot (and would've eaten everything in the bowl if she had the chance) that only left Henry.
What a nut-ball! No pun intended. Of course, the next worry was... are almonds toxic to cats? I didn't know and a quick search of the Internet showed that almonds could either be no problem or could burn down your house. A quick call to the emergency vet did settle things, though. Apparently the nut itself isn't toxic to cats, but there is the potential for the nutmeat to get lodged in the cat's g.i. tract; though in our case the almonds were already in pretty small pieces, so things will probably be okay.
We're going to monitor Henry for any weirdness, but he has now earned himself the name "Almond Joy".
If the item in question is not destroyed, Henry will at the very least get extremely up close and personal. But he's always incredibly happy to do so; he's a joyful little creature.
Yesterday evening we had ordered pizza and decided to make a salad to go along with it. viridis_ama measured out half-a-cup of sliced almonds and a matching amount of cranberries for the dressing, which we would add to the salad once the pizza arrived.
We puttered, and eventually tasty food delivery ensued. The pizza paid for, viridis_ama went into the kitchen and then called back to me, "What happened to the almonds?"
I was confused by this question. I went to the kitchen to see what she was talking about, only to be presented with the bowl that now only held cranberries.
As Darcy was sleeping and Elsie was always underfoot (and would've eaten everything in the bowl if she had the chance) that only left Henry.
What a nut-ball! No pun intended. Of course, the next worry was... are almonds toxic to cats? I didn't know and a quick search of the Internet showed that almonds could either be no problem or could burn down your house. A quick call to the emergency vet did settle things, though. Apparently the nut itself isn't toxic to cats, but there is the potential for the nutmeat to get lodged in the cat's g.i. tract; though in our case the almonds were already in pretty small pieces, so things will probably be okay.
We're going to monitor Henry for any weirdness, but he has now earned himself the name "Almond Joy".