Tonight he was sleeping in our bedroom and I was in the kitchen making dinner. I got out two cans of tuna, opened one, and then went in the living room to say to Andrew, "I just opened up some tuna; I wonder how long it will take Reilly to come running."
The words were barely out of my mouth when here comes Reilly from the bedroom, looking all expectant! LOL He followed me into the kitchen and gave me pleading looks and did his loud, special I-want-fish meow until I gave him a bit.
I love cats!
Haha, I love this! Our cats would always be running every time Jeff made tuna sandwiches for his lunch. We used packets instead of cans, but they always knew. So cute.
ReplyDeleteWhat's funny is that Albus doesn't pay much attention to food. He did finally come in for his tidbit but he's nowhere near as vigilant as Reilly. LOL
ReplyDeleteWhile my cats love tuna, Pickles is the only one who comes running, which amuses me since she's deaf. She's got a nose on her! I always give her a tiny bit. :)
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