Firstly and most importantly, thank you to Everybody who wished me a Happy Finding Day! It was wonderful, and I got lots and lots of treats and tummy rubs and catnip and pettings and special supper and was much admired and adored all day long. Your comments and all the attention made me feel like One Special Cat. Thank you!
Now, coming down from the excitement of Finding Day was kind of difficult. I'm thinking I should have Massive Amounts of treats every day. I tried to get my point across to Assistant Assistant Boss Christine.
Here I am demonstrating my undying love & affection for Whisker Lickin's Crunch Lover Tuna Flavored Tartar Control treats.
Here I am pushing the treats toward AAB Christine, who has for some reason (?) decided to sit on the floor:
Here I am realizing I may have pushed the treat can a bit too hard:
Do you see what I see? Oh, I see a lid-less treat can, and I am very happy about it!
I must have gotten a teeny-tiny bit overindulged during my Finding Week, because Assistant Assistant Boss Ritchie tried diagnosing me with H1N1 floo when I got sick on the floor. (I do not have pig floo--I am a Picture of Health.) Still, I have tried to hold back a bit when it comes to the treats lately. I will say that my Staff People have been very generous with tummy rubs and cuddles, and I like them almost as much!
On the Low-Treat Diet (and slowly disappearing because of it),