A guy at work gave me a nice big hunk of some smoked Steelhead yesterday.
Oh man is that stuff good!
I ate a small bit of it at work and then wrapped it up and brought it home to snack on.
A little bit of that goes a long way with me.
There is something about the oil in any Salmon that flat out attacks me if I eat too much of it.
I get heartburn and indigestion something fierce if I don’t watch it.
I love the stuff but it don’t love me back.
So after I got home last night and got everything put away, kicked my boots off and got ready to settle in, I snagged a little hunk of that to nibble on just because it’s freaking delicious.
It didn’t take too long to polish it off and no sooner has I done that and was kind of sitting here smacking my lips, I hear the little Murder Princess and her signature clawing at the front door bullshit wanting in the house.
If you don’t get up and let her in, she literally destroys the damn door seal clawing at it and making a bunch of racket. I have already had to replace the damn thing twice and it needs it again.
So I get back out of the recliner and go to let the little shithead in the house.
Normally she literally shoots right past me the second there is enough room for her to squeeze by and she hightails it straight to the food bowl.
This time she shot past me as usual but only got about half way across the room and stopped dead in her tracks.
I didn’t think too much about it, came back, set down and grabbed this beater laptop.
About five seconds after I wriggled in to get comfy, the damn cat launched herself off the floor onto the arm of the recliner, stepped directly in the middle of the keyboard, stuck her face right into mine nose to nose and tried to lick me right on the damn lips.
What in the ever loving fuck?!
I gave it a forearm shiver and knocked the fucker out of my face.
That little fucker usually won’t have anything to do with me but the little sonofabitch has some kind of extraordinary sense of smell I guess.
It followed the scent of that smoked fish straight to the last place it had been without the slightest hesitation.
I have seen cats do crazy shit in my day but that was a first.
So I got back up, went in the fridge, peeled the skin off that Steelhead and cut it up into pieces .
I’m telling ya, I have no idea whether or not cats can have orgasms but if they can, that one had a multiple one right there on the floor in front of me.
After it inhaled that smoked fish skin, it started writhing on the floor right where I had set the pieces down
It was downright freaky.