A Nugget

I forgot a little nugget from the other night.

We were sitting at dinner, and we heard meowing (or as grandma says "screaming") from the garage. My seat at the table is right next to the door, so reached over, and let the cat in.

He came in, meowed, ate about 3 pieces of dry cat food from his bowl, and went back to the door.

I opened it with one hand, as i kept eating with the other.

Grandpa: "I guess he just came in for a 'quickie'"

Me: "Yeah, that's not what that is..."

He immediately broke down with laughter. Grandma didn't follow. Good thing, i guess...