The dietician said that mrguy should eat cantaloupe. It has what plants crave, or something.
So I bought a random melon at the supermarket the other day. Looks like cantaloupe but is shaped like a rugby ball. Smells like flowers, or at least it did until I put the package of dover sole on top of it.
Anyway, I was decanting the market bag and the cat came right over and started yelling at me. YELLING. In his best / most awful siamese voice. "Hey, man. I know that you know this but that is cantaloupe and I am a cat."
Right. It means don't leave that thing on the counter or it's in danger. I had totally forgotten that melon makes him lose his tiny mind. In the pantheon of flora, corn is amazing, grass is amazing-er, but cantaloupe is rapturous.
This week I even gave him his nightly CBD on a bed of diced melon because he was being a punk about eating it on canned cat food.
Happy cat.
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