Years ago for Christmas, my mom gave me a giant pasta bowl. Like, I am pretty sure it would take two pounds of dried pasta cooked to fill this bowl and it certainly didn't fit anywhere in my kitchen. So I decided it was a cat bowl and put it on my coffee table. After a few weeks of hesitation, one of my cats got in it and it has been a cat bowl ever since.
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Years ago for Christmas, my mom gave me a giant pasta bowl. Like, I am pretty sure it would take two pounds of dried pasta cooked to fill this bowl and it certainly didn't fit anywhere in my kitchen. So I decided it was a cat bowl and put it on my coffee table. After a few weeks of hesitation, one of my cats got in it and it has been a cat bowl ever since.
Amazing.