Background: I take cut-up vegetables to work in personal-sized tupperware containers.
Last night, I had some leftover baby carrots in one of these. Okay, one baby carrot left. Along comes D.K., investigating the tupperware.
Cat (sticking nose all the way in the tupperware): "Carrot!"
Gail (trying to divert the cat) : "Cats don't like carrots. Cats are carnivores. Cut that out."
Cat (not divertable): "Carrot!"
I'll cut to the chase:
1) D.K. will gnaw thoughtfully on a baby carrot the same way a big dog gnaws on a bone.
2) D.K. thinks it's funny to stick her head in a square tupperware container as far as it will go. She will not, however, parade around the house wearing it like a helmet-- I tried.
Last night, I had some leftover baby carrots in one of these. Okay, one baby carrot left. Along comes D.K., investigating the tupperware.
Cat (sticking nose all the way in the tupperware): "Carrot!"
Gail (trying to divert the cat) : "Cats don't like carrots. Cats are carnivores. Cut that out."
Cat (not divertable): "Carrot!"
I'll cut to the chase:
1) D.K. will gnaw thoughtfully on a baby carrot the same way a big dog gnaws on a bone.
2) D.K. thinks it's funny to stick her head in a square tupperware container as far as it will go. She will not, however, parade around the house wearing it like a helmet-- I tried.
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Date: 2009-03-12 07:57 pm (UTC)Fydo once licked the bowl clean after I had split pea soup. They're weird sometimes.