We adopted two brother kittens a few months ago.
They were rescued by a local organization.
Left in a box on the side of a rural road.
It has been fun watching the constant mischief--between the children and pets--though I could do without the 3 am feline wrestling matches.
In any event, this occurred the other day.
Our youngest cat is always hungry. He usually hangs out in the kitchen waiting to beg from anyone opening the pantry or fridge.
This weekend, as I walked into the front room, I saw youngest cat creeping up to the computer table.
A treasure had been spied: a half-eaten ham sandwich.
Left unattended by a distracted kiddo.
Seizing the moment, cat jumped to the plate, grabbed the sandwich, and scurried back into the hallway.
Since the morsel was too big to eat in one chomp, he placed it on the hardwood floor to chew.
At that moment, our big yellow dog--also a rescued stray who is constantly hungry--came bounding down that same hallway.
Perhaps attracted by the "ham-in-the-air" scent or hearing the commotion or maybe he was just plain lucky, big dog observed the sandwich being placed at the cat's paws.
In one coordinated maneuver and barely missing a step, big yellow dog chomped the sandwich in one bite, and continued into the computer room to look for additional scraps.
I did not think that a pet, the youngest cat in this instance, could look so disappointed, but I am convinced that is what I saw when the ham disappeared.
It was almost like he was screaming, "NOOOOOOO. NOT FAIR!"
I smiled at my feline friend and said:
"There is no honor among thieves, buddy. Even those of the four-legged variety."
Big dog definitely won that battle, but like me, he has to endure the early morning cat wrestling as well--I am sure the brother cats will win the war.
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