Yesterday I was the store and I wanted to do something nice for my cats. Why? I don’t know. Between the crap and the pee everywhere, maybe I thought buttering them up over locking them in the garage would work out better.
I scoured over the cat toys.
Nope. We have 100 of those unplayed with.
Then the cat nip.
Nope. As much fun as it is to get my cats high, this is short term. And then they claw up my couch. Its like post-high freak out.
Then I saw it. A unique item. An item only for my kitties.
Fish. Little dried, lifelike fish. A kitty treat for the ages! For the record, I think my Dh hurled when I showed him these.
Of course my kitties would like these little dried num, nums! They would know I love them. They would stop peeing on the shoes. It would be a perfect kitty/family solution.
They not only snubbed my offering, Paprika decided they were the worlds most fun playtoy and now I keep finding dried dead fish all over my house.
Chalk that up to ideas gone wrong #4238472983749837 in the Haas House.