I had a kitten who did this with a plate of bacon mac n cheese I had left on a side table. It was just as adorable.
YOU LITTLE… awww…
… I will call you Turmeric. Or just Eric for short.
What’s the charge? Eating a meal??? A succulent orange powder meal???
I see you know your cat jitsu well!
I see you know your General Tsu well!
he dove into my plastic Tupperware bowl of spaghetti
From the original poster. I had to know how he turned himself into Chicken Kitty Masala…
Did he killed the dictator??! 😲
Good kitty!
It was a very good and promising attempt
That smoked paprika is some good shit!
No regrets in those tiny eyes either.
He is too cute to be guilty. So he is clearly innocent. Look at those eyes!
What if all orange cats are just white cats covered in cheetle? 🤔
Well then we need to start licking these cats!
…wait, is that why women are so obsessed with their boyfriends licking pussy? I thought they just wanted orgasms! Turns out they just wanted their boyfriend to enjoy cheeto dust, AND keep their kitty well groomed at the same time!
I swear…either I’m stupid, or this site is becoming infested with bots that give nonsensical replies.
Been happening more and more where I see a reply, and I have no idea what to make of it. This one isn’t even words! Just a picture of a sleepy goth jock.
Nephew, and this image response, are perfectly cromulent responses to the wild ass shit you wrote.
You not understanding is on you homie.
I think it’s a “what the fuck did I just read”, reaction pic
nephew
…what?
THE CARNAGE!!
He’s still less orange than Donald though.
Fell into your Cheetos bag, eh?
Cheese puffs?
Apparently it was spaghetti.
Uh-oh, hopefully it was terrible sauce, onions and garlic are no good for the kitty!
well, you can’t really blame the cat. The sauce must have been really good
We feed one of ours cheese puffs. He loves them!
My cat knows the sound of a cheese puffs so well. You can rattle with any bag of crisps and she won’t even lift her head. Accidentally nudge a bag of cheese puffs, and she’ll be there like lightning. I hardly ever buy cheese puffs, but she’ll still remember the sound after months.
When she was a kitten I’d share a bag with her once in a while. A handfull for me, and a single one for her was the general scale of distribution.
