From my chair this afternoon, I heard Sebastian incessantly licking something plastic-sounding. After quickly running through a list of plastic-sounding things that could kill him, I decided this is one of those things I was better off not knowing, and went back to work.
I just went to go make some lemonade, picked up my 1 lb. bag of generic sucralose, and found it covered in, seriously, like a two-millimeter-thick sludge of greyish bodily fluid. Three guesses.
So: Splenda transferred to new bag, hidden from cat, and mental note added: check on weird licking sounds.
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It could have been so much worse. He could have noticed that it has the texture of sand.
Oh my. Petra’s right.
Ugh.