So I am sitting here browsing the Straight Dope. I got up to go outside and smoke. I come back and my sisters kitten is sitting there on the desk cleaning herself.
No Big Deal. Normal cat stuff.
Untill I watch the kitten dip her paw into my ICED TEA and then start washing her face. With the tea covered paw. The tea that I drank after coming back from my cigarette.
PHTTTT!. Cat hair in my Tea. I moved the tea glass. The kitten then tries to knock over the tea pitcher I brought to the desk so I wouldn’t have to go to the fridge.
Apparently tea is good for grooming yourself. If your a cat that is.
Awwwwww! Your kitty dipped her paw into your iced tea and washed her face with it? How cute! I’d go ahead and drink the tea (as long as there wasn’t a lot of hair in it), but I like living on the edge.
The Boods allows people to pick her up and cradle her in their arms like a baby – if they cannot resist the temptation, and put their face down close to her, she will very gently raise a paw and rest the padded part on their face, or lips…
I always wait for that ‘aaawwww’ moment, then say, ‘Hmmm, guess where that paw’s been?’
(Btw my cats The Boods and Mr Nuts will frequently chew on my sandwichs and drink out of my milk mugs…I haven’t got ill in years, so who knows…)
Once upon a time if a cat drank out of my glass I went and got a new one. Glass that is.
But anymore, eh, I barely give it a second thought.
I kiss the kits. They lick me on the face. I figure we’ve all got the same germs anyway.
Or maybe I’m just old and tired.
Anyhoo, one day a while back my newest little kitten was playing tag with the older cats. To escape one of them he dashed across my lap. Unfortunately my lap had a plateful of pizza in it at the time. Said pizza now liberally decorated with tiny kitten footprints strewn across the tomato sauce. What to do?
I retrieved the kitten, cleaned his paws, and then ate the pizza.
