Back to the cats – and about god damn time
We’re getting through the cat food, I think we have three cats on the go atm. I’m sure of two, one well-groomed posh kinda cat and one fucked up white battered old thing looking for a scrap. The third was a black cat but we don’t see much of each other.
I was shopping for more food earlier this week and came across frozen fish as a tasty treat in the heat. Cats must be melting in London. No wonder I’m not seeing black cat, he’ll be a puddle of the cat he once was.
I’ve switched to feeding them straight fish. I figured it’s way nicer, can give it to them frozen and really isn’t that expensive. Feel like a little chef preparing their meals. Now, before everyone kicks off, they still get the normal food. You can’t just feed cats straight fish – that’s nuts
If I can catch the white one I’ll give it a bath. Maybe even a trim. I told my flatmate this and she freaked. Jokes on her when I use her posh soap and brush its teeth with her toothbrush. ( A joke )
Anyone with a cat you gotta brush them with a wet toothbrush, they go bananas bc it feels like their mum licking them haha
This is what the cats sing when they argue outside my window every fucking night knock it off or no more fish