This
beast discovered a BBQ'd chicken thigh on the counter and made off with the entire goddamn thing. His stomach was so distended that he barely trot. The bone left behind was clean. WTH?
I told
syntart to hide the banana bread she made so he wouldn't eat THAT too. I swear, he's like a feline version of Jackson.
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