My husband can pop open a can of tuna and Ross (AKA “Tuna Monster”) will smell it. He can be in the most sound sleep anywhere in the house, and the overwhelming scent will wake him up every time.

While my husband eats it, Ross will come and stare at him. He doesn’t make a sound. He merely stares until it is completely gone.

My husband then has put the dirty container in the dishwasher AND rinse out the sink very well or else Ross will get in it and lick anything he thinks has tuna on it.

Ahhhhh, cats.

Happy Friday everyone!

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