Apparently my owner thought it would be kind, or amusing, or whatever, to give me a little piece of fresh tuna.
Hello! May I remind you that cats retain 99% of our feral instincts, and that I myself was feral ere we met? I can no more ignore the possibility of a whole dead fish somewhere than you could ignore a child's cry for help. That was 30 minutes of my short waking lifespan spent sniffing out the entire apartment, and now my nose is sore.
Admittedly the fish was very good. But I can no longer entirely trust you not to have more somewhere.
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