chill out and eat crunchies

(mama cat spoiled it) ... a couple days ago i gave her and the kittens a cold hot dog while it was still dark outside ... and then later cooked another one for them while i was preparing my breakfast ... i thought we had a good groove going ... even if i still cannot pet them ...

well, then i got to thinking ... maybe papa cat needs a hot dog too? ... so i chopped one up for him and put it in a bowl outside where i could watch it from the computer ... careful not to let the other cats see or hear me ... i didn't want them to steal his hot dog ... mama cat had previously stolen bacon from him ...

and it was fun watching him ... he came out from under the small house where he stays ... and started sniffing the air ... he could smell something there ... then he took a few steps forward ... still smelling the air ... then, a few more steps ... eventually he found the bowl ... and his first action was to take a big mouthful of diced hot dog and run all the way back to his hiding place under the small house ...

when he returned, he took a different path to the bowl ... and while he ate, he would constantly stop and turn and listen ... as if expecting to be shot at ...

he ate the whole hot dog ... and yes he is getting fat ... must be twice the size he was when i first got here ... but, hey, he is outside, subzero at times ... so i doubt he is complaining ...

so things were good ... he eventually calmed down and enjoyed his hot dog ... and i was grooving inside watching him be "mr. lion" ... sneaking up on the bowl and being careful not to get caught ... and then suddenly from left field mama cat darts out and attacks papa cat ... follows him across the holding pen and kicks the [expletive] out of him ... it was not pretty ... and it completely spoiled the mood ...

so now i have placed everybody on a strict crunchies only diet for a while ... i don't want any hostility at this ranch on account of hot dogs ... so everybody can just chill out and eat crunchies ...

papa cat won't care.