My Cat’s Tongue Is a Food Magnet
Ever tried to keep your kitchen clean with a cat around? Yeah, me neither. Meet Luna, my self-appointed sous-chef and the world’s messiest eater. Every meal is a Jackson Pollock painting—kibble on the floor, gravy on her whiskers, and, of course, the signature blep: that tiny pink tongue poking out like she’s mocking my cleaning skills.
She’ll stare at me, mid-blep, as if to say, “You really thought I’d eat like a civilized creature?” The worst part? I can’t even be mad. That goofy little face gets me every time. I’ve accepted my fate: my floors will never be spotless, and my phone is full of blep pics.
If you’ve ever tried to reason with a pet mid-meal, you know the struggle. They’re messy, they’re shameless, and honestly, life would be boring without them.
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