I am chopping veggies, dancing to tunes this evening, when in the back of the kitchen I hear a clear ’splot’ sound that just didn’t sound right. (Now, as a warning, I feed raw to my cats, so if you have any issues with chicken especially in the raw form, probably should not continue past here…just a thought)
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So anywho, splotty noise, I turn, and this is what I see……
Yes, this is my bengal boy. My furchild. My ultimate mess maker. How he flings some things so far, I will never know (by the way, that’s a chunk of raw chicken….he tends to chew and shake….which results in fling now and again).
I have taken stock in Mr Clean Magic Eraser’s….while I usually use something more natural, sometimes, well, there is just nothing else that works.
Now he is meow’ing at it….like its the chickens fault for being stuck half way up the wall.
And yes, if all else fails, stick a claw into it.
He ended up leaving it for me to take care of by the way. Couple half hearted pokes and he was done.
I do not need children, have enough trouble keeping up with three cats (or one in particular). I will say this, raw meat is NOT something I am squeamish about in the least after all after almost 7 years of this.
