Every Sunday morning, I portion out the cats food and put it in jars for the week. This Sunday, I accidentally left the bag out and came home from church to find this: Who could have done such a thing? I'm sure it wasn't Sentinel!
You may remember the coffee shack near our Max stop from the August 30, 2009 "A Long Walk" post. At the time, I took a photo of the Paul Bunyan and mentioned that I thought they were quite trusting. So today, it came to pass:
I suspect that Sentinel is the instigator here. He's been looking around for food more and more lately. I'm guessing he knocked the treats off the counter and then convinced Antares to use both his front paws to rip open the container. Sentinel Damascus Collins! You are not setting a good example for the new kitty!