In Which Chaz Duz Not Lern

You'd think, by now, after all these recent posts about the stealing of food; you really would think, wouldn't you...?

Thing is, though, I did think. I remembered particularly that one of the little hellcats had jumped up onto the stove and knocked the lid off the chicken curry and picked out all the chicken. (I like to think he might've left some for t'other hellcat, but, well... Hellcats...)

That was handy (paw-ey?) little bits of yummy chicken, though, in curry, and they like curry. This was an entire gammon joint, and I'd simply boiled it and was leaving it in the water to cool. I did think, I swear I did; but what I thought was, dip their lovely spruce paws into nasty greasy water? I don't think so. And besides, it's a big joint in a deep pot. Even if they do fish for it, they'll never get it out of there...

Ahem.

The boyz are ingenious, or one of them is. (I like to think they cooperated, but, well... Hellcats...)

Today's big question is, once I've cut off the chewed bits (for no, I am not going to chuck out the whole damn joint), do the boyz get the parings? I am much against wastage, and so are they; but should they be rewarded, for thievery...?

Penguin people!

Naked. In snow. Being penguins.

(via Will Shetterly, obviously...)