Bad habit of mine. I happen to love pork rinds. One day I left the bag unattended (I've totally forgotten that you are not supposed to do that with two cats). I return and find Shadow with his triangle/Siamese shaped head stuck in the bag. When I shouted at him, he grabbed a small rind and fled into the living room. There under the cover of darkness I could hear "crunch, crunch, crunch." I'll know better next time...... 😸😸😸😸
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