From Glen:
"We got our first cat when he was 7 weeks, less than a month later we watched him raiding my lunch bag. He trotted silently towards the hall with a banana in his mouth, hanging down at both ends so it looked like a giant yellow frown. He dropped it after about 12 feet since the skin doesn't quite taste like it smells. For the visual, picture a black cat."
George's first act of larceny involved a bag of Sunbeam bread. I was sitting in the living room and heard noise from the kitchen area and looked up to see a bag of bread with a tail and perky yellow ears coming my way. He was still such a baby that it looked like the bag was doing the walking
Cabrillo, George's twin, only thieves when Georgie isn't around to do it. His particular trick is fetching, which he will do endlessly. Wad up stiff paper, throw it, and he will bring it back. Again, and again, and again...
