tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post3051589257554623652..comments2007-05-18T07:08:58.218-07:00Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00640058997702227911noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-71921731717714269232007-05-18T07:08:00.000-07:002007-05-18T07:08:00.000-07:00Poor old guy........and are you sure he is the bad guy?Magenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-60924638217811994252007-05-16T05:51:00.000-07:002007-05-16T05:51:00.000-07:00Ah, John. I'm glad Dolly was reassured. But maybe she was upset because she missed the party? (smile)<BR/><BR/>Anon, I worried a bit about bloat, too, but he showed no sign of discomfort, either from being too full or too empty. Could be, besides having help, there wasn't as much food left in the sack as I'd thought.<BR/><BR/>Bonnie, I'd agree Ralph had help with the raid but I'm inclined to think it was neighborhood cats, rather than the wild bandidos. He wouldn't have gone near the crime scene had it been the latter. As for tidy cat behavior, didn't we establish Ralph is really a dog?Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00640058997702227911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-71629900681555285312007-05-16T05:29:00.000-07:002007-05-16T05:29:00.000-07:00Well on Ralph's behalf I'm betting he had nothing to do with it. I have seen racoons open garbage cans. Ralph would of been smart enough to walk in the open top and as a cat tidy enough not to drag the entire bag out. :-)bbhttp://mizbee.netnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-46307073932740626272007-05-16T03:37:00.000-07:002007-05-16T03:37:00.000-07:00I'm hoping that he had company in the eating of all that food. Bloat is a severe consequence of eating too much kibble and can actually kill a cat or dog. Keep an eye on him, ok? He's part squirrel, too, I think!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-11601201971176838372007-05-15T23:26:00.000-07:002007-05-15T23:26:00.000-07:00I read this story to Dolly. She was horrified on all kinds of levels but settled down reasonably well when I reminded her that we have 24-hour supermarkets round here. :-)John Baileyhttp://oldgreypoet.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-53384614142752598082007-05-15T20:21:00.000-07:002007-05-15T20:21:00.000-07:00You caught that! I've always maintained, Wendy, that Ralph is a dog trapped in a cat's body. I think it's a karmic thing. He probably was mean to cats in a past life. (smile)Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00640058997702227911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-30318045896475476912007-05-15T19:50:00.000-07:002007-05-15T19:50:00.000-07:00Looking at Ralph, and even taking all the fluff into account, I agree that he's certainly not going to fade away anytime soon. <BR/><BR/>With the trick he pulled today, are you quite sure he's not part dog?Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09684838805174960356noreply@blogger.com