Bullhead

They knew she had brought it back.

They could smell it.

They decided that they would have it, even though they knew it was not theirs.

They had to formulate a plan.

It had to be secret.

They could not let her know.

They would be nice to her and keep her trust.

They knew that she went out and left them alone, so they knew that she trusted them.

They just had to wait.

They were good at waiting.

They could sleep, watch and learn the secrets of the place where she kept her treasures.

She would never suspect.

They knew she loved them.

She stroked and cuddled them, but they saw her as their provider, nothing more.

Today was special because of what she had brought back.

They would work this out, they talked when she wasn't there although their plans seemed enormously complex for the simple task of retrieving her latest treasure.

The knew it wasn't for them, but if they didn't work quickly then she would take the treasure for herself.

But they knew they were so clever.

But how could the cats open the fridge and then feast on that gorgeous slice of succulent fish?