I see you, cherries. Sitting over there, away from your group. July’s on its way out. That doesn’t mean you can take off, too. I’m watching you. And July? You can just leave now.
Clearly, Olivia’s not a fan of July. She’s more of an August girl, we think.
Viola might be wary of the cherries, too.
Oops! Spoke too soon. Turned out, Viola is a BIG cherry fan. We didn’t let her bite into that cherry, but later in the day, she got up on the counter (we’d like to meet the one person on the planet whose cat NEVER gets up on counters), then she took one cherry out of the bowl, dropped it on the floor and proceeded to bat it all over.
This cherry was juicy. Extra juicy. There was cherry juice all over the floor, even splashed up onto a wall and cabinet door. Mom just about had a heart attack, thinking someone was bleeding, thinking maybe Tessa and Viola finally did each other in. Nope. Cherry juice and a whole cherry with two punctures sitting there in the middle of the mess.
We’re assuming it was Viola. We’ll also assume we’re idiots for leaving those juicy cherries in a bowl sitting out on the counter to fend for themselves. Everyone knows cherries are terrible at defense. Okay, got it. Lesson learned. *glares at Viola*
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A Colehaus Cats flashback:
2018 – No post
2017 – Good-bye July
2016 – No post
2015 – Goodbye July
2014 – No post
2013 – Young ‘Uns
2012 – No post
