[Loiosh, an orange tabby, is face-to-face with a torn-open packet of gooshy cat food.]
Yes, this IS an entire post of the boys eating churu at the vet.
Seems this vet wisely finishes up each exam with a treat — there’s a big jar of peanut butter on the counter for dogs, & she keeps a box of churu packets in the cabinet for the cats. Churu, in case you haven’t encountered it, is basically the tastiest gooshyfud ever, packaged in little single-serving packets. You tear the end off & squeeze it out, & your cat licks it all up, & everyone is happy.
[Loiosh’s tongue is stuck WAY out, licking up the bit of churu sticking out of the packet.]
Loiosh only wanted a little bit, though. Being at the vet tends to make him cranky. I was hoping the churu would cheer him up but he just wanted to be Not There. & indeed, he cheered up as soon as we were out the door — cheered up RIGHT across the parking lot, in fact, I hadda chase his ass down.
Tom, on the other hand …
[Major Tom, a big grey tabby seen very much in closeup, sniffs curiously at the open packet of churu.]
Tom was perfectly happy to finish up the churu. Every scrap.
[Tom’s tongue is stuck out just a little bit, lapping up a squeezed-out bit of churu.]
Churu, Mom. CHURU. (tbf it IS also kinda fun to say.)
[Tom’s head is tilted just a bit more forward, getting him closer to the treat, and his tongue is stuck WAY out.]
CHURUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
