My cat does not like egg nog. I thought he would, since he likes everything else I put in my piehole. He thought he would too, getting all up in my grill trying to get some, which is par for the course any time I'm eating or drinking. Also par for the course, I offered only token resistance before sharing it with him, which is why he thinks he's entitled to whatever I'm eating or drinking in the first place. I know that's entirely my fault so I don't even get mad about it anymore. Anyway, he licked at it twice, made an "aw, hell naw!" face and hauled ass. I don't know what he didn't like, maybe it was the thick texture or the hint of cinnamon he didn't expect when he first saw and smelled it. There's no booze in it, so that isn't it...unless maybe it is. Maybe he thought we were gonna spend a quiet Wednesday night, basking in the twinkle lights of the Christmas tree, watching the Lightning choke away yet another road game and getting snockered. Well normally two out of three ain't bad. Except of course when one of those two is the Lightning playing down to expectations. Next time I'll be sure to spike the egg nog.
This year marks the first time I spiked eggnog. Not sure why I never did it before.
ReplyDeleteEggnog n Capn Morgan is effing awesome. Well, not counting the brazillian calories it is.
I let the kitties have anything they want as well. You're not alone, Sir. How do you punish them, though, once you've already let them just go ahead and eat off of your plate and drink out of your glass at the dinner (coffee) table?
ReplyDeleteYou're assuming I consume meals at some sort of...what did you call it? A table? No, most of my meals are eaten on the couch and if posession is 9/10s of the law, that's cat territory, not mine. So I guess that makes me their guest. Not to mention their bitch.
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