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This picture is a little blurry because I was trying so hard to get him away from my beer. Yes, this is MY beer. I am a big fan of Guinness. Marley’s nose was all up in there, sniffing away, and his tongue was on its way out when I decided that it was time to take action.
I mean, I can’t blame him, but don’t mess with my Guinness!!
Let me just say that my cats are not allowed on our tables, especially our kitchen table. However, this guy has the tendency to be nosey whenever food (and drink apparently) is around. He doesn’t just sit and hang out on top of the tables. As much as I love my cats, I think that’s gross. I’m a bit of a germophobe, and every time I catch him on the table, I immediately clean it up. Yes, I do realize that being a germophobe will make my life miserable when we decide to have kids, but that’s a whole different post for another year day.
Please don’t corrupt this vulnerable cat. He only understands curiosity and not the capacity to run away very fast from skunky beer until its too late. As his human it is your responsibility to protect Marley from toxicicity aka containers that should have a plethora of Mr Yuck stickers plastered on them. Shouldn’t he be sniffing Dylan’s ass like cat’s do? Don’t make me have to debrain wash that kitty in a couple months.