So after our two fuzzbuckets have been fed, Mum goes to get OUR dinner and our youngest fuzzbucket is sitting behind Mum, waiting expectantly to get some chicken.
Dad tells mum to turn around.
Mum: Yes, do you want something?
Cat: *licks his nose*
Dad tells mum to turn around.
Mum: Yes, do you want something?
Cat: *licks his nose*
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