My cat Bailey walks into my home office today and immediately starts sniffing around at the carpet, the way cats do when they enter a room.
Knowing that he likes to sit with me while I'm working, I pull over the other swivel chair and offer him a seat.
When he looks up at me, I notice something dark stuck to his nose, most likely a piece of fuzz from my black socks.
I start to say "Bailey, what is that on your nose?"
Before I can even finish the sentence, he uses his tongue to promptly pull the piece of fuzz off his nose and into his mouth. He never takes his eyes off me as he casually swallows it, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.