You know how this is going to turn out! I say, "yes, I fed them AND gave them a bit extra at breakfast", but my words are drowned out by cat wails. In the end, I give him the okay to feed them NOW, just so I don't find a human corpse when I get home from work.
This scenario reminds me of a time long ago, when I could overhear a co-worker talking to his dog on the phone. His wife would call for a chat, then put the dog on. Back then, I rolled my eyes, and wondered how a grown person could find using the telephone to talk to their pet even remotely interesting! Now, it seems, I am doing the same thing, and darn it, I wish I could communicate with them even more. Someday, I'll get one of those cameras to watch the cats at home, while I am away. Guess I need two sets of cameras; inside and outside.
|Chucky, waiting for his meal-ticket to arrive|
|Angel is pretending to be dainty,|
before she murders The Hubby