Bread Thief

Today, over my lunch hour, I was home with The Augster. I was reheating some leftovers and while waiting I was munching on some toast...a fact which Auggie took great interest in. At one point, I’d taken a bite and dropped my toast containing hand to my side while not paying much attention when I felt the quick and deft touch of grazing teeth and whiskers on my fingers...and my toast was gone.

Thieving little bugger nicked my toast!

A tenuous truce

It was a brief truce, struck between foes, rather highly antagonist peoples.

Perhaps it was the peak heat of the day or the overly cumbersome umbrella stand that maintained the peace...I will never know for certain.