Last night one of my tables at work asked me if they could get their milkshake remade because their’s was too milky………..
First off, it is called a MILKshake.
Secondly, I look at their glass and there is barely any left of their shake.
My cat Frankie is a queen bee. When I brought Daphne home as a kitten last year, it took Frankie some time to warm up to her. They ended up being best friends- playing, cuddling, grooming. Then Daphne went missing on the fourth of July, and somehow in that time frame I ended up with another named Moe. Two days after joins my household, I find Daphne and I bring her home.
While Daphne was gone, I felt sad for Frankie. She seemed lonely and she kept mimicking Daphne’s “meow”. Bringing Daphne home, I expected some glorious reunion between the two. That didn’t happen though. Eleven days that Daphne was missing and it is like Daphne never existed to Frankie before.
So I now have 3 cats in my house who are all unsure about each other. The tension is real. I’m just over here singing “Why can’t we be friends?” to them.
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Seriously tho..what is she doing? #catsofinstagram #mycatisaweirdo
Frankie is such a weirdo. She is just going crazy. #catsofinstagram #mycatisaweirdo