So I made chocolate pudding last night. Great. But I had to wait until today to try it. So finally, when it was ready, I went to get some. As I'm getting myself a small serving, my cat walks past and I let him into the laundry room (his domain). Well, just as I take a spoon of my pudding, this jerk climbs in his litterbox, looks me right in the face, and starts spurting out poo.
Appetite ruined.
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