While I was getting dressed one morning, I heard the kind of crash that you sometimes hear when you have cats. It is hardly ever an emergency. Some long, suspiciously quiet minutes later, I found Louie crouched on the kitchen floor. He was licking up an entire jar's worth of pasta sauce, including any shattered glass that was in his way. The unopened jar had been on a high shelf in the cabinet where I keep his food - now in a plastic container that clicks to locks shut. Also, since Louie can't be trusted, I now have cool kitten-proof child locks on those cabinet doors.
Like all cats, Louie loves to use his claws on furniture, my pants, my skin, etc. I got him one of these cheap corrugated cardboard scratchy things. He likes to scratch it, and he also likes to tear it apart with his teeth and sometimes to even swallow pieces of it.
You know who loves avocado? Both of my cats. I can give the older one a scooped-out shell to lick, and she will just be happy as a cat with some avocado residue. But Louie can't be trusted. One time, when I tried to take the skin away from him, he growled, hissed, and swatted at me like I was trying to take away his dead chipmunk that he caught himself and no one bought at a store. I tried to trick him by tossing treats across the room as a distraction. Instead of chasing them, Louie let the older cat crawl underneath him and eat a treat that was right under his own body. In about a minute, he ate the entire avocado skin, including the sticker that came on it. "But Carly! Carly! Isn't avocado skin toxic to cats?" IDK. All I can tell you is that this was like a month ago, and he is still alive.
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I sleep in earplugs, but sometimes, they fall out of my head and onto the floor, and I don't think much about it. Gross. Oh well, we can't all be as ladylike as Queen Noor. Anyway, I have my own personal living, breathing earplug vacuum. Sometimes, I see Louie actually eating them - or opening my nightstand drawers to dig around for them - but more often, I just spot them undigested in his litter box.Whoa! Gross! A litter box in a house with two cats! Well, the truth is that I have three litter boxes.