Some pizza places use garlic in their sauce. Might want to make sure the mushrooms are rinsed before giving

You are no more indulgent as my family is. We eat tuna once in a while purely to put down the juice (from spring water tuna) down as a treat.

I never even thought of that. Garlic is toxic to cats. I will certainly be more careful from now on.

would sleep or be allowed to get off the couch was dictated by my cat. Her first trip to the vet wasn't well received either. We came home and I opened the door to her carrier but she refused to come out. So I just set the carrier in the middle of the kitchen floor and then went and laid on the couch to watch TV. After a couple of hours out of the corner of my eye I noticed that she was now sitting on the living room rug and was stock still and staring at me. I made no move other than to turn my head slightly to look at her. The minute we locked eyes she gave me a nasty look, a long growl and a hiss. I spoke to her without moving and she repeated the look, growl and hiss. Then she stood and turned her back on me as she slowly walked to the bedroom and disappeared under the bed for the next 24 hours. I realized then that I had been summarily cussed out and denigrated and warned.

Dogs have owners,cats have staff.

are a very good cat mom! How could you possibly consider anything else???

with my kitty in mind. The bakery has a wonderful selection of pies, cakes, cheesecakes, etc., in useful single serving portions, bless their greedy little hearts. Since kitties cannot have chocolate, and my kitty LOVES whipped cream, custard, etc., and expects me to share. . .my choices are clear.

That was her name when I adopted her as a five-month old kitten. She's now 14 years old. I think the rest of her litter had cocktail names too. They were found abandoned on the doorstep of a veterinary hospital and by the time I saw her at Petsmart, she was the last one left of her litter, which I find hard to believe because I fell in love with her the minute I laid eyes on her. She has been a complete and total joy to me all these years, along with her big "sister" Holly.

while another would hop up on the kitchen counter and try to break into wrapped sticks of butter if I got interrupted while I was baking. I have no idea how cats work sometimes.

FWIW, I did my bit to ruin the country, too, but I console myself that the only thing I ruined was the fantasy that there would be a strictly European majority beyond 2032. That's what every bit of this cruel and stupid horse shit is about, WASP types are quaking in their loafters at the prospect of no longer being able to find places that look like the set of "Leave it to Beaver," which they view as a documentary.

Even my experience as part of the pale minority in a mostly brown state won't penetrate the terror. It's a phobia and you can't really speak to that, you can oly wait until 2032 has come and gone and nothing in their lives changed, at all, they're still stuck living with themselves.

Is that a crazy lady with cats? Or a lady with crazy cats?

This is the sort of existential question that can't be solved by an Oxford comma, or a Harvard comma, or even a Trump University comma.



Your pathetic little attempt to ruin the country is totally eclipsed by the crew in the White House. Now, THEY know how to ruin a country.

Thanks for the laugh, JustABozoOnThisBus!