Yes, He Is That Stupid

curiousmay9 broiled salmon steaks tonight. They were SO good! 

Anyway, as I was clean­ing the kitchen, I looked at the amount of “juice” and scraps on the two pans, and then looked at the very hope­ful crit­ters. I end­ed up giv­ing Kar­li one pan and set­ting the oth­er down for the cats.

Wiz­ard, the youngest cat, decid­ed that what­ev­er the dog had must be bet­ter. He left the cat pan and kept try­ing to edge in on Kar­li’s action. The dog is very sweet-natured, but a 12 lb. crit­ter should not try to com­pete with a 115 lb. crit­ter for true yum­mi­ness. Wiz­ard did­n’t have a chance, but he stayed, sure that he would get something.

Kar­li walked away from a very clean pan. Being a smart dog, she imme­di­ate­ly went to the oth­er pan and cleaned it up. By the time Wiz­ard real­ized that no, there real­ly was­n’t any­thing in pan one, Kar­li was quite pro­tec­tive of pan two. He did­n’t even get a taste.