Kittens are just like Children

And some days...so are husbands.
I walked into the kitchen and George and Fire are eyeball to eyeball. George is yelling, "Spit it out. Spit it Out!"
Fire has those little jaws clamped shut tighter than a bear trap and the look of determination of a world class athlete on his face.. And suddenly the little bright pink tongue comes out and goes all the way over the nose just for show. He has swallowed it.
George is still in 'spit it out mode' and I said, "Too late, he just swallowed."
Fire has the most self satisfied look on his face.
"By-the-way, what did he swallow?"
"A piece of dry cat food."
Because of his bowel problems he is not allowed dry cat food. Over and over I had said that dry cat is the cookie and the cookie jar has to be removed because he can smell it. He found a tiny piece another cat had dropped earlier in the morning.
Score: Fire 1, George 0.