YaYa sat on the couch eating one of the bananas that we’d just brought home from the store. As is always the case, the dogs hovered nearby with long strings of drool hanging from their jowls. I tried to ignore it so that I wouldn’t feel like puking at the sight and, to deter the begging I ordered the dogs to go away. To my surprise, Ronin did go away. Lucky just lay down at my feet. We continued watching television.
Moments later, the big brute that we call Ronin came prancing in with a bundle of four large bananas. He took them over to his bed and was curling up to have his way with them when I removed them from his mouth.
Banana robbery, right before our eyes – The Nerve!