The boys don't like the smell of joss, and do (of course!) like the smell of fishes. Therefore they have hidded the whole box of it. No other explanation is tenable: I have been through the whole house three times, checking (on this latest iteration) places as unlikely as the oven and the fridge.
Also, the boys are sitting out on the cold landing, as though beset in equal measure by guilty consciences and nasty joss-smells.
If they were leopards, I would be looking high up to find where they had dragged their prey. Where domestic kitties would stash something they do not want their human to find, I am less certain.
Maybe I'll let them win, and just put up with the smell of fried fish. At least until tomorrow. (More sprats!)
Also, the boys are sitting out on the cold landing, as though beset in equal measure by guilty consciences and nasty joss-smells.
If they were leopards, I would be looking high up to find where they had dragged their prey. Where domestic kitties would stash something they do not want their human to find, I am less certain.
Maybe I'll let them win, and just put up with the smell of fried fish. At least until tomorrow. (More sprats!)