Diz of the day story (aka - top this, because if you do it will make me laugh anyway)
I had a delivery of some cat essentials earlier this week. Not having an awful lot of storage space, and being sick as a pig besides, I put the box on top of Diz's new enclosed litter tray (working like a dream, he can dig to his heart's content) to be unpacked at my leisure.
Now I did say cat essentials... but in order to get free delivery I did order two tubes of treats. Freeze dried chicken and freeze dried prawns. I bought these for the boys before they even moved in with me, and these days, the sound of the tube being shaken will bring Diz running and yowling if he is within a mile radius.
So. I haven't been treating him (ill, see previously) but today I was up and about and trying to make my bedroom feel less like a sickroom. In the process, Diz got a couple of pieces of dried chicken.
Sat on my bed, surfing the net - scramble, scramble. Diz, being into everything, has decided it's time he got in the cardboard box. Internet... internet... scramble, scramble. Diz being a greedy bugger has the whole tube in his mouth, and is trying to scrape the plastic lid off using the side of the box to good use.
In the time it took me to disentangle myself from headphones and power cord, he has dropped the tube on the floor, followed suit and is scarfing up dried chicken so fast it's making him cough.
I rescued what I could (most of it to be fair - he got about 6 pieces), made sure his water was well topped up and closed both tubes in a secure drawer. Teach me to be such a slattern.
I'm not annoyed with him, in fact even as it was happening I both saw the humour and appreciated my boy's monkey skills. I'm just glad he had the lack of self control to do it in front of me. I did not need to come back from the bathroom to find him licking chicken powder out of the tube, only to sick it up on my bed in an hour.
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