My cat once jumped on the counter when I was cutting raw chicken. He stole a piece and I just let him have it… He knows I’m powerless and my threats are empty T_T
One time I was sitting in the living room. Kitchen is to my immediate left on the other side of the wall.
I’m watching tv, and then from in the kitchen I hear a duck. QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK.
I’m so confused. I don’t have a duck. Why is there randomly a duck in my kitchen at 2am???
So I jump up, run into the kitchen where I see my cat who turns around like “OH HIIIIII!!!”
No duck.
So I start looking in cabnets. In the oven. In the fridge. I walked down the hall and checked the bathroom. I checked the closet.
I looked everywhere for this duck. I’m not crazy. I heard a duck. It was very close, in the kitchen. I heard it. I know I heard it. Where did it come from??? Where did it go???
Finally I gave up. My cat just looking at me losing my shit for an hour. Just looking at me like “You ok???”
So finally I just sat back down on the couch and wondered if I was losing my mind.
…never did find a duck.
I know this doesn’t relate to your comment per se, but we’re sharing cat stories. My cat didn’t steal chicken. My cat stole sanity.
My cat once jumped on the counter when I was cutting raw chicken. He stole a piece and I just let him have it… He knows I’m powerless and my threats are empty T_T
One time I was sitting in the living room. Kitchen is to my immediate left on the other side of the wall.
I’m watching tv, and then from in the kitchen I hear a duck. QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK.
I’m so confused. I don’t have a duck. Why is there randomly a duck in my kitchen at 2am???
So I jump up, run into the kitchen where I see my cat who turns around like “OH HIIIIII!!!”
No duck.
So I start looking in cabnets. In the oven. In the fridge. I walked down the hall and checked the bathroom. I checked the closet.
I looked everywhere for this duck. I’m not crazy. I heard a duck. It was very close, in the kitchen. I heard it. I know I heard it. Where did it come from??? Where did it go???
Finally I gave up. My cat just looking at me losing my shit for an hour. Just looking at me like “You ok???”
So finally I just sat back down on the couch and wondered if I was losing my mind.
…never did find a duck.
I know this doesn’t relate to your comment per se, but we’re sharing cat stories. My cat didn’t steal chicken. My cat stole sanity.