Radio Diaries: Treats

Nov 17, 2017

My husband and my cat are waiting up when I get home.  I am late and know my husband has been worried.  As for my cat, I see no evidence that she ever worries about anything.

No, she has waited up because we have an evening ritual.  I throw her some cat treats which she likes to chase.  My veterinarian said they help remove tartar and I’m glad they’re good for something because they smell terrible.

“You must have had a good time,” my husband says.

“The food was wonderful,” I say and shake out the treats while I tell him about my evening.  “Mary met somebody on the Internet.”

The cat meows and I throw a few treats.  “They sound like soul mates,” I say and grab the vitamins I usually take at dinner.  The cat meows again but the treats are gone.

“Egad,” I shriek, “I just took a cat treat instead of my calcium!”  My husband thinks this is the funniest thing he’s ever heard and I do, too, except that it’s happened to me.  “I don’t dare read the ingredients,” I say.

“You’re probably protected from fleas and hairballs,” my husband says.

“And if I’d chewed it first, it would remove tartar.”