Nothing is safe on a counter as far as cats are concerned.
Carrie poured me a glass of milk to empty out the container and make room for a fresh pair. At the time, I was feeding Shane. My wife placed the cup on our serving counter and I intended to partake once Shane was done.
Max found the cup first.
I looked up from Shane and saw the cat licking out of my cup. I hissed and she vaulted off the serving counter and onto the TV stand. Max blinked at me, and flicked her tail in what was probably kitty annoyance. She then trotted to the other side of the TV stand and hurled over the edge. Cat puke cascaded onto one of Shane's building blocks. Apparently, my cat's system is not accustomed to lactose (much like my own).
I dumped the milk out in the sink.
Can you blame me?
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