So tonight I was buttering up some homemade bread my mom made when Velvet (who has decided that she "lives" in the kitchen - she has even gone so far as to demand a kitty bed on top of the washing machine), well....tonight Velvet thought she'd see how yummy butter really was! The little stinker! I swear I turned around not even 5 serconds and when I looked back, Velvet had her entire face in the butter tub.....and front paws...just eating away!
When I said her name, she emerged slowly .....and very guilty looking from the tub of butter with her entire face and paws saturated in butter- it was all over her
. It was so funny I just died laughing
...then I had to convience her that eating butter was not good for kitties and that she had to sit still so i could clean her up. Oh the joys of rotten kitties