But I ordered a Catniptini!
Loosened up by the Chardonnay, is your Friday night date going on and on and on and on about her stressful work week?
Has the inattentive waiter failed to bring your tunatini?
Don’t feel bad about yawning and then conking out.
Work makes for boring conversations.
A glass of fine red wine enjoyed al fresco with a handsome, intense drinking companion… What else could the Ladies possibly want?
Are your Humans hitting the vino kind of hard while watching the election returns tonight?
Remind them that it’s a work night, but don’t judge them too harshly, so long as they pour you a tunatini, a niparita, a Catmopolitan or the cocktail of your choice.
Elections are stressful for all of us.
If your Human Mommy is enjoying a glass or two of vino after a stressful day at the mysterious place she calls “work,” you are well within your rights to request a hit or two of nip.
It’s only fair.
Don’t fret if you aren’t officially invited to partake of the evening aperitif.
Simply invite yourself.
It’s Friday. Its been a long, hard week and everyone deserves to relax. Don’t judge.