Why is it when I stealthily retrieve something worth eating the humans come and vocalize their displeasure? I mean, the other day the female put some rotten fish mush in a dish and put it on my stand and covered it with the small crunchy bits, perhaps thinking I would not notice. I prefer the soft large chewy bits, so I showed my displeasure and swatted the dish off my perch in disgust. I glared down at her as she cleaned up the broken pieces of dish and proceeded to mop the fishy ooze off the floor. Then after some piercing exchange of glares I did get a small amount of chewy bits. Not enough! Hence my foraging up high for more sustaining morsels. Dear human,let me eat in peace.
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