I had been out for a while, and came in busting to go to the toilet. Animals were going nuts, so I put off relieving myself to feed them; Winston outside, Hattie inside. Hattie often nibbles half or less of her meat and bikkies then wanders off.
A few minutes later from inside the bathroom I heard alarmed miaows. I came out, to see Winston walking through the house trailing a huge rope of drool (we have timber floors, its OK). Hattie was by the door, giving periodic loud aggrieved miaows.
An astonishingly large pool of drool surrounded the cat dish. My forensic recreation of the scene is this.
- Hattie nibbled half her meat then wandered off. But not far.
- Winston ate his dinner and edged past Hattie, who terrifies him, and came inside.
- Winston noticed the uneaten meat and thought about doing a bad thing.
- Winston came closer to the dish and watched Hattie intently while thinking about doing the bad thing. He stayed there long enough to drool about a litre of drool. Hattie is quite deaf and was busy washing her paws, with her back to the house.
- Winston did the bad thing.
- Hattie finally noticed and raised the alarm.
I asked Winston straight out: did you eat Hattie's meat? He looked very guilty indeed. The burden of proof in criminal cases is high; I have reluctantly decided to drop the prosecution due to lack of firm evidence. But I am privately urging Hattie to sue.
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