Saturday, I was at Derek's house, snooping in his refrigerator while he was off getting a taco. Finding some questionable cheese slices, I put one slice each in Tuco (black kitty) and Blondie's (gray kitty) bowls. Tuco was ON IT, growling at his cheese in enjoyment. Suddenly, he runs off with the mozzarella in his mouth. Where did he go? Derek's bedroom. Hmm. I check around for the cheese, and find that Tuco deposited it in Derek's dress shoe. Present! When Derek gets back from tacoing, I show him the cheese in his shoe, he laughs, then walks off, leaving the cheese there. Apparently, he promptly forgets about it.
Around 2:00 pm today, I get a text message from Derek, stating that he only just then noticed that he had been wearing a shoe with cheese all day. He said he noticed this morning that his shoe felt extra comfortable this morning, but didn't know why. He walked all the way to the Farmers Market on his lunch break with cheese shoe. Not sure how he finally noticed that something was amiss, but back at his cubicle, he took of his shoe, and found the mozzarella stuck to his sock.
Morals of this story:
1. If you want a comfortable shoe, add a slice of mozzarella.
2. I have a funny boyfriend, and he has funny kitties.
3. This ended up on the Kitchen Kat blog because it dealt with cheese.