Flattery is like chewing gum. Enjoy it but don’t swallow it.
I do believe Gibbs has swallowed his gum several times. He’s the attention-seeking one…the social butterfly…the one who always hears, “He’s such a beautiful cat.” He knows flattery. And, at times, it’s gone to his little gray cranium.
Not today, though.
It was the Annual Trip to the Vet Day! (or Two Howling Cats Day)
There was no flattery in this. Only humility and a veterinarian who said he needs to play more and eat less.
Ziva thought it funny until he said the same about her.
She was not amused on the way home.
Ziva doesn’t care about flattery or gum.
A basket, food, a face rub and sleep count as necessities for a queen.
Gibbs, on the other hand…his chewing gum will be on the bed post until the next person says, “He’s such a beautiful cat!”
He lays quiet, waiting…