Nom-nom-nom, encore

[desperance]

You know those dry crunchy spicy green peas that crop up in or around bombay mixes? I dunno what they're called, but I know who gobbles them down like a furry little cat.

Yup. Furry little cat. Not the sensible black one in the icon, the Idiot Boy. I really must get an icon for the Idiot Boy. Doing something idiotic. Shouldn't be hard.

He says it's bedtime now, we have to go and play with his shredded piece of string, which is the Best Toy Ever. (I actually agree with him, on that evaluation: I pull it, he pounces wildly, it flosses his teeth.)

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[esmeraldus-neo.livejournal.com]

First he got into my wasabi peas, which I binned because I did not want to know what would happen to a cat who ate wasabi peas.

I bought the spicy peas as a replacement. He opened the bag, but I caught him and re-bagged them for the same reason. Then I lost them.

Now I know what happened to them.

I never knew whether he actually wanted to EAT them, or just play with them. Now I know.

[brisingamen.livejournal.com]

You know, Bandit loved Bombay Mix, all except the crunchy, spicy pea things. He tried them once, and then drank my cold tea in protest.