A Taste for the Finer Things

When I got home from work last night I went to see Chicory (under the bed), and since she hadn't eaten since the previous night I brought the wet food and treats with me.

Having just gotten home from work I took off my snow boots (UGH!) and coat then lay down on my bedroom floor. I was about to lift up the bed skirt to lure Chicory out of hiding when I noticed I was still wearing a ring on my right hand. This particular ring is a pearl surrounded by tiny diamonds, it's kind of blingy and I didn't want to scare her, so I took it off.

well hello there...

I started by tossing a treat towards her, and then another to get her closer to me. Then I switched to the wet food and eventually got her out from under the bed. (SUCCESS!) Being the sweet cat she is not only did she growl while licking the spoon, she even hissed at me when it was empty. Awww.

After a couple more spoonfuls she looked at me, looked at the ring, grabbed it in her mouth and began backing up under the bed!! I yelped, told her "NO!" and "Bad kitty," but it wasn't until I used the ol' reliable "tssst" from the South Park Dog Whisperer Episode that she dropped the ring and slunk away. And of course this led to sulking and a refusal of any more food.

On a side note, while poking my head around under the bed I noticed that she found the rest of the jingle bell ball toys I bought her because there are 4 under the bed when I've only given her 2!