Halitosis
Ms. FiFi has always liked to jump up on my lap while I’m watching television or reading and lean towards my face to take a quick sniff of my breath before she snuggles down for a good scratch behind the ears. It’s a pattern we’ve followed routinely for the last eleven years. She’s always seemed to love the smell of my breath.
She hurt my feelings tonight when she jumped up on my lap, leaned forward, took one sniff, jumped back, and darted off and curled up in a tight ball (Is this cat fetal position?) to take a nap … by herself … as far from me as she could get. I hope it was just the lemon candy I had been sucking on. sniff
