Treat Time

Tommy didn't mean to be bad. We just misunderstood. Now, you tell me. Wouldn't you have misunderstood too? See, mom went shopping and was gone a long long time. When she came back she had lots of plastic bags in her hands (the kind she recycles and uses for kitty litter). She put the bags on the floor right next to the kitchen and said "O.K. furry felines, I've got to run back down to the car and get the rest of the bags. When I get back I'll give you a treat". When she left Tommy suggested that we help mom find the bag with the treats while she was getting the rest of the bags. We sniffed and it didn't take long to find the wonderful treats. Tommy pulled the treats out of the bag with his teeth and kind of accidentally bit a little chunk out of the package. When mom got back she said kind of loudly "What are you doing?!" Tommy and I told her we were just helping her with the treats. She said those were not the treats she meant. She meant the "Temptations" kitty treats. How were we to know?

Later she did apologize and told us she could see how the meat treats were just too much of a temptation for us to handle. I think she should have given us some of the meat treat.