When I was about 8 months old, my dad was pouring the last drop of one of the best chardonnays that he had in the house. And, of course, I was curious, flailing my arms, making the "aaaaggghh" noise. So he gives me the glass, thinking, as you did, that I wouldn't like it.
I downed the glass before he could get it away from me and looked like a red raccoon for several hours.
Let's face it: there are some creatures that will eat (and drink) whatever you put in front of them. Lesson learned for you, the hard way, as kitty paws your arm for the remainder of her life. ;)
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Date: 2010-01-13 09:09 am (UTC)When I was about 8 months old, my dad was pouring the last drop of one of the best chardonnays that he had in the house. And, of course, I was curious, flailing my arms, making the "aaaaggghh" noise. So he gives me the glass, thinking, as you did, that I wouldn't like it.
I downed the glass before he could get it away from me and looked like a red raccoon for several hours.
Let's face it: there are some creatures that will eat (and drink) whatever you put in front of them. Lesson learned for you, the hard way, as kitty paws your arm for the remainder of her life. ;)