I was pleased this afternoon to come home and remember that I was supposed to do prep work for dinner. I took out the chicken breasts, cleaned them, and cut them into chunks. Kris had asked me to put the chicken pieces into a bowl, and so I did.

I was nearly finished with my task when I was distracted by the zhoop of a chat window opening in the other room. It was my “imaginary colleague” Leo from Zen Habits. We chatted for a few minutes, discussing possible guest posts.

When we’d finished, I came back to the kitchen to finish my work. What did I find? My three hairy sons on the counter, clustered around the bowl of chicken. “A feast!” they sang. “Dad left us a feast!” They saw me come in. “Thanks, Dad! We always did like you better than Mom.”

Their praise was short-lived. I clapped my hands and shouted, sending the two younger boys in various directions. Simon, however, took this as an invitation to choose the choicest piece.

When I tried to take his prize from him (after snapping this photo, of course), Simon growled his low, nasty growl. “I hate you, Dad,” he said. “I always did like Mom better.”

I guess our chicken dinner will have tooth marks. We’ll give those pieces to Tiffany.

Meanwhile, as I’ve sat here in the kitchen typing this story, all three boys have returned to the counter, eagerly searching for the delicious treasure that was there only moments before. (They glare at me from time-to-time — they know I’m responsible for spoiling their fun.)

Anyone want to come over for dinner tonight?

4 Replies to “Cats Like Birds”

  1. paidtwice says:

    So, here are my questions:

    1) Did you really eat the cat-licked (and bit) chicken? lol

    2) Did the cats ever forgive you for spoiling their fun?

    I have two cats and although they have not shown themselves to be quite as bold, one of them follows my son around like he is really a dog waiting for him to drop things. Which he tends to do a lot. Heh.

  2. jp says:

    Too funny.

  3. Nikchick says:

    Ah, your cat stories often make me smile but this one made me laugh! It’s so very you and so very cat.

  4. Mom says:

    I forget — did Toto go and live with Tiffany? (Maybe she shouldn’t have signed the Halloween card all the cats sent you and Kris.) If she is still living with you, why wasn’t she in on this feast?

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