by Noella Noelophile®
Happy Halloween! Thought I’d share a fun moment that happened recently.
In our house, the ones in charge are four-legged–and speak “meow”. (That is an official language, isn’t it?)
Well, our benevolent feline residents, who graciously accept our devotion as their due, have let us know that cat treats are mandatory. (“Meowndatory”, perhaps.)
And one evening last week, I was moving some items into the bedroom.
As usual, when you try to hurry, you’re going to upset something.
(Royalty-free image by Brion Claus from Pixabay)
What hit the deck? A full container of cat treats, within view of our smallest kitty, “Snuggles”.
It was the equivalent of spilling chocolate-covered marshmallows near a four-year-old.
My husband and I hurried to pick up the treats, while Snuggles downed as many as she could. We don’t know how many she ate.
Most importantly, our sweet kitty had no ill effects. We don’t think she even had a stomachache–unlike the aforementioned four-year-old might have had!
But how was that for the ultimate feline fantasy come true? We’re convinced she purred louder that evening.
A very Happy Halloween to you and yours! And may the treats overflow in your life.