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Halfway to being a cat picture: August found the treats on the counter. Pretend to be surprised.
I give you:
This was once a bag of cat treats.
Which we bought today.
And had been sitting on the counter for just a few hours.
I was like "so August has been on her own downstairs for half an hour. SOMETHING MUST BE WRONG. How I wish these sixth senses were not so spot on. I love her to death but right now I am gleeful as I imagine how miserable she'll be with the teeny little serving she'll get for tomorrow's breakfast.
This was once a bag of cat treats.
Which we bought today.
And had been sitting on the counter for just a few hours.
I was like "so August has been on her own downstairs for half an hour. SOMETHING MUST BE WRONG. How I wish these sixth senses were not so spot on. I love her to death but right now I am gleeful as I imagine how miserable she'll be with the teeny little serving she'll get for tomorrow's breakfast.