Snickers, my big grumpy mostly Maine Coon cat, just knocked the remains of my cold, delicious fountain Diet Coke from Maverick off the kitchen counter. Naturally, the lid came off.
Both cats found the cleaning up utterly fascinating to observe. I noticed that neither one offered any assistance - nor has Snickers said why he was on the counter in the first place. Maybe 'cuz he knows that's verboten.
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That is a tragic loss... Snickers should face the firing squad at dawn! Or at least be exiled for many hours.
ReplyDeleteFortunately, only about an inch was left - but it did splatter a great distance.
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