me: you think you should have a shortbread cookie? /offering the half-open box
thomas: squeaking again and rubbing his face on the box corner
me: Well too bad, you can't have a cookie bc you're a cat, these are to make me feel better in my emotions

Cat, pls

Jack begs for cookies too, and potato chips. He doesn't get any but it doesn't keep him from headbutting the containers and making cute noises

I mean it's partly my own fault, I gave him a shred of tuna off my sushi

and I do offer him the things I'm opening because there's a 98% chance he won't actually want to do anything more than sniff