All five clocked in at 06:00 sharp (they were already awake, demanding breakfast). Here's who's deciding what your cat gets.
Sleek, black, and entirely in charge. Holds final veto on every flavor and exercises it from a horizontal position. Naps through 80% of meetings, still somehow always right.
A fluffy perfectionist who judges mouthfeel above all else. If it’s the slightest bit grainy, the whole batch is rejected with a single, devastating slow blink.
Files every review out loud, at maximum volume, ideally at 4:47am. A seal-point with opinions and the lung capacity to share all of them. Communication is, technically, a strength.
The round, eager rookie. A blue-grey ball of pure enthusiasm who frequently eats the entire sample before remembering he was supposed to score it. Re-tastes everything “to be sure.”
The brooding charcoal veteran. One sniff decides everything — he has never been wrong, and he will never let you forget it. Speaks rarely; when he does, the others go quiet.
Get them sworn in as an honorary Tasting Officer — certificate and all.
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