Give me the Jerky and no one gets hurt

We like beef jerky here at Chez Shirk. We all seem to like it. Even the
d-thing can smell it coming from a mile away and is waiting at the door when
the groceries come in the house. So, we have been killing time while
keeping Rob entertained by visiting Gander Mountain, a chain outdoor sports
store. Among other goodies, I discover a glasses cleaner called "Cat Crap."
I also discover something wonderful. JERKY!!!! So I buy three bags of it
as we've never had this brand before and it comes in multiple flavors.

We bring it home and Rob hides it on his side of the bed. The next day, he
opens up a bag and offers me a piece. Wonderful. Tastes as good as it
smells and it smells great. We each have a couple of pieces of jerky while
sharing another couple of pieces among the five cats that have suddenly
shown up on the bed looking for handouts. Merlin and Huey are especially
insistent on us paying the share toll. Rob then seals the bag up and hides
it again. Later that day, Rob comes into the room to take a nap and finds.
.. .

A torn open bag of jerky with only one small piece and some crumbs left in
it. Merlin and Huey fight over the left over piece and the loser, Merlin,
cleans the crumbs from the bag, after I open the bag up further so that
Merlin won't have to run around with a plastic bag on his head, which he
seemed quite willing to do. The other cats looked on enviously while Rob
checked out the other bags in their hiding spot. I suspect that at least
one of them has marked where the good stuff is hidden so that they can have
another treat when we aren't in the room.

Pam S. who is thinking of buying a jerky safe.