Posted on 03/27/2015 7:13:18 PM PDT by nickcarraway
Everyone has a friend who says they don't want any pizza when everyone is pitching in for an order, but is "famished all of a sudden and will only eat a slice" as soon as the boxes full of delicious, cheesy magic arrive.
Cats are always that friend. You give them a home, buy them food you can't even eat and then they get their paws all over your dinner.
The worst part is cats are amazing, and they are extra cute trying to be stealthy stealing pizza. It's a horrible tradition and it should never stop. Check out the above clip and just be happy it isn't your pizza being gobbled up by a freeloader.
Ping
Catz they are a mysteries.
Nom Nom Nom
Unjust enrichment.
He was very bad about stealing food left on the kitchen counter unmonitored. Real scavenger that figured it was every cat for himself, you never knew if they were going to feed you again.
Hey! The cat MADE it hit the floor!
(That cat looks a lot like my Jimmy. He’s very good at pawing food off of People plates ;-)
Can’t live with them, can’t live without them. At least our two young littermates are finally sleeping through the night with us, now...
-JT
Liberal! :)
I thought it was just my cat, Good to know!
I guess it’s better than the half-eaten vermin they leave on my step I squish on the way out the door. ;)
You say po-ta-to, the cat says mine...
The two daughters had some friends over and they ordered pizza. They were in the basement. They went to a movie and left an entire pizza on the coffee table.
We couldn’t find our white Pomeranian, Missy, for awhile. We went downstairs and she was in the middle of an empty pizza box with a huge smile on her face.
I looked at the two cats sitting on the stairway and Paws said, “What did you expect? She’s a pig.”
I was at a dinner party one night. The most wonderful swordfish was served, cooked over coals out on the porch.
The swordfish was so good, some of us wanted more. Unfortunately a neighborhood cat had smelled the hot swordfish. All gone.
HA HA HA HA
LOL
when I was young our cat used to do that ..
He would bring a mouse or a bird to Mom and then leave it on the door step for trade and run to the fridge and beg for raw hamburger..
My Mom used to tell of the time she gave him a bit and then looked around for her “nice mouse” and it wasn’t there..
he had swallowed the hamburger in one gulp and ran out the door picking up his mouse from the step as he went..
LOL
Isn’t there a five second rule for food that has hit the floor?
"Sons of bitches....Bumpuses!"
Our old tabby tom used to bring us bullfrogs from the creek. Daddy would put them in the fridge and fry up the legs later. XD.
Precious!
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