I've never had a cat that came running at the sound of a can opener. I do now.
All last week, as part of my diet, I had either canned tuna or chicken for lunch. I would pour a little of the water from the can into Molly's food bowl, and she loved it. But now, when she hears the can opener, she comes running, meowing and rubbing against my leg, begging for tuna or chicken. I try to tell her it's only green beans -- I even let her smell the can -- but I don't think she believes me. She looks a little betrayed, like I'm trying to keep all the tuna for myself.
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Ah yes, the can opener... at one point one of my parents' four cats had to eat canned cat food instead of hard crunchies (a real treat, it seems) and the sound of the can opener soon became associated with better food, causing a mass migration of all 4 cats from all over the house at the sound of the can opener...
After all, who wants to eat hard crunchies when luxurious canned catfood is available?
Cat food is yummy
I have a cat now.
It's ugly.
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