Yet another reason why I love the French

A late night cat food emergency means that the cats are eating Felix pouches with jelly, beef flavour this morning. One of the few things I like about Felix is the multi-lingual packaging, which I insist on reading out loud to the cats, before the poor little sods are allowed to eat.

The English strapline on the pouches reads, "Yum... it's with beef", the German, "Cool... it's with beef!", the Dutch, "Delicious, it's with beef."

The French merely reads, "With beef."

PWNED, conclusively

Mits writes:

So I ate some of the paraffin and let it work its magic.

Then I did a really soft, sticky crap all over the kitchen floor. GSE is cleaning it up as I write.

I think we can safely say that I won't need to worry about this any more. I win.

DO NOT WANT

Mits writes:
If she gets even a single drop more of that liquid paraffin near me, her death will be prolonged and unpleasant.

I made it quite clear that I wouldn't eat my food if she added any. So she put it on my paw. My paw! Two and a half years I've put into this relationship and she puts paraffin on my paw.

So what that my bottom was bleeding. Doesn't bother me.

Derriere moi, le deluge

The poo monster has been identified. It's Mits.

The solution? Stool softening, using liquid paraffin. I can't help feeling that this will be disastrous.

A poll for my feline readers

Following on from the previous post, what's your favourite type of litter?

We use silicon granules here for their superior smell reducing capabilities but the package promise that one bag will last for a month is absolute crock. Barely a week in our experience.

My criteria are lightweight, no smell, will not cause a disaster if small fragments end up down the toilet.