memory like an elephant

i find it kind of bizarre how no matter how long it's been since you've fed a cat wet food, they can respond from anywhere in the entire apartment to the sound of a can-opener merely touching the side of a can.

even when that can is a can of soup. like that can of campbell's vegetable soup that's been staring at me for the last couple of days. i thought to myself "i'm feeling kind of lazy - i'm just gonna whip up a tin of soup for dinner."

and it was instant.

before i knew anything had happened, i've suddenly got two very-much-in-love-with-wetfood cats hovering around me, weaving figure 8's around my legs and purring, hoping that somehow that last drop of tomato soup and that letter b are somehow actually tiny morsels of wet food that will appease their over-fed bellies.

but you know what's really awesome? maple-cheddar cheese (how's that for an abrupt subject change). everything goes with it. like toast, crackers, pepperoni.

maybe not cat food though. of course, i haven't given it a chance so i can't be too sure.