I came home once to my cat on the kitchen counter and my ex holding a spice bottle up to the cat’s face, cabinet door open. “What are you doing?” “Letting Max smell the spices.”
He was just standing there, opening one bottle, letting the cat sniff it, then closing it and putting it back, grabbing the next one, and so on. The cat just sat there waiting and sniffing. For over an hour and who knows how long before that.
That’s real love right there.
He must inspec
that’s a turkish van! I have his twin :D
Sir/Ma’am that’s a car, not a van
As is their right, peasant!
I let my Willow sniff-test a lot of my food. usually I know he wouldn’t find interest in it, but I did lose a few shrimp to him one time
Tried giving a small cooked shrimp to a cat I once had. Proceeded to bat it all over the room. He liked the smell and to fetch it but wouldn’t eat it.
this is a game i play with my girl cat. the first time she encounters a new food and i offer it to her, there is a 50/50 shot whether it is going to be food or a toy.
it makes me laugh to see the gears turning. she’ll pause in place as her brain processes the new info, and then sloooooowly… either bite it or start batting it around.
cats are great.
What in gods name is that plate of cat food
It’s even worse when the cat is being really pushy in the morning and demands additional tribute, so I let her sniff my coffee. That face of disgust remains funny.
Is probably, secretly, a highly rated critic in the Paw Gazette…
My cat smells what i take out of the fridge, just in case it is chicken.
She also likes to have breakfast with me, and asks for some milk or cottage (this is a day each 2 weeks)
“your meager offering offends me human.”
Cat confirmed
… and scratch as if to bury it
