My Little Babblebox

I just had one of those incredible realizations: We have a one-creature cat mafia within our house. I just went downstairs and pet the cat along the way. In response, our cat meowed the "I don't like you" meow and stared at me with the "I'm about to maul you" eyes. But as long as I was moving toward the food bowl, he was fine. I had to PAY MY CAT IN CAT TREATS to not be mauled. We're not feeding him; we're paying him protection goodies. It's amazing how well that system works...