it is my habit to show affection to my cats by making incredibly absurd threats to their well being, especially if they are attempting to get my attention
so my cats always get dinner at the same time every day and within like 2hrs of that time they start yelling and yelling for dinner the second anyone moves. and so the fattest baby, a funny old man named Lasik, is doing his best squeaks at me over and over with the most intensity so i stood there and looked him in the eye and i said with equal intensity back to him:
“Do you like having bones? Do you like having bones, Lasik? Do you like it when you still have bones? Keep meowing and you’ll realize how much you liked having bones.”
Now he’s just sort of staring at me from across the room looking a bit put out but hes finally shut up for the moment
