Our Hunter

I brought a new bag of cat food home and put it on a chair in my office instead of its final destination, a broom closet. A friend came over in the evening so after she left Diego-San was in his ultra clingy mode, demanding a spot on my lap and freedom to rub his face against mine.

I heard Theo making some noise in another room but didn’t think much of it given his love of crawling in bags and boxes and knocking over vertical things to be in a horizontal position. But soon Diego-San scampered off to see what Theo was up to and when he didn’t return and the noise suddenly turned to silence, I thought I better check out what was going on.

Theo had managed to knock the bag of food off the chair and ripped an impressive hole in the side. I didn’t know whether to scold him or praise him for his ingenuity. I chose to do both...