Thieves.

The little darlings in my header photograph have shown their true colours. They may look like butter would not melt in their mouths, but believe me they are no so innocent.

Yesterday I put some frozen cooked chicken in a bowl to defrost on the draining board with cling film and a plate on the top. I stupidly thought it would be safe, because neither Paddy or Marmite have taken any notice of defrosting food before. That all changed yesterday, because Keith and I nipped down the town to do a couple of things and when we came back the bowl was on the floor and the contents devoured. Now I am assuming that Marmite did the uncovering of the chicken, she then pushed the bowl to the edge of the work top and Paddy did the rest. Of course that is what I am assuming, because Paddy could not have reached the bowl on his own so they would of had to work together. I did have to giggle, because I had visions of them working out a plan of action to get to the prize. When we got back Marmite was asleep in the back cabin and Paddy was in his bed as if nothing had happened. Luckily I had more chicken in the freezer so no harm done. I was actually more worried about the affect it would have on both their stomachs, but there was no price to pay for their thieving, which was very lucky for them and me. To think of the mess it could have left if they had both had upset tummies arghhhhhh.

So from now on I will not be leaving anything out to defrost, unless I am there to supervise.