The cat, he is evil.

Milo has a way of somehow always getting J’s bagel.

It goes down like this, J will have his bagel handed to him loaded with cream cheese. J likes to hold the bagel in the palm of his hand as to not get his fingers sticky. This make for a precarious combination. The cat seeing this will rub up against the boys legs making him stumble and voila, bagel on the floor. Or even more sneaky the cat will hang around J waiting to be petted. And when that he bends down to reach the soft fur the bagel slips to the floor. Plop, covered in carpet fuzz. This has happened three days in a row some days. And I thought I had to keep the dog away when J eats.