Breakfast Bandit: My Cat’s Sneaky Heist

You’d think after years of living with a cat, I’d have learned to guard my breakfast. But no. This morning, I left my plate unattended for literally 30 seconds. That’s all it took for my feline roommate (who’s basically a furry noodle with legs) to slither onto the table and swipe my last piece of toast. She didn’t even try to be subtle. Eye contact was made. Toast was snatched. Dignity was lost (mine, not hers—she’s never had any). I’m convinced she’s training for some kind of Olympic food theft event. Anyone else living with a pet who thinks your food is actually theirs? At this point, I’m just grateful she hasn’t figured out how to use the toaster. Yet. Drop your pet’s most shameless food crimes below. Misery loves company. #PetLife #CatOwners #BreakfastThief #Pets