The problem with being a Cat is that I don't have thumbs, so it's hard to open drawers and treat-bags on my own. Luckily I have helpful (and sometimes Not Terribly Bright) staff to open things for me.
AB Christine served up a pile of treats for me the other day, though it took her half a bag of carrots to realize that I might want a Snack, too.
*nom nom nom* |
So I looked to my Right. . .
Let's see. . . any treats over here? |
Any treats over there? |
*boop*
*nom nom nom* |
Purrs and productive headboops,
Tober