Kidd has an evil twin
I’ve called him Child

The other night I was enjoying a dinner of grilled chicken. Kidd as always was happily sniffing my plate from the safety of the armrest. Now being the picky fart that I am, I was leaving the skin of the chicken and leaving it on the side of the plate. This is the point that Child turns up (It has to have been Child because Kidd could never be this naughty!) Child then decides to try patting the food on my plate. He is removed from temptation, and I attempt to continue with my meal. I will point out at this point that I do not hassle him in the same manor whilst he is eating. I leave him to enjoy his feast, never once attempting to pat it or sniff it or generally make a nuisance of myself until he gives up and lets me finish it off for him. I have pointed out to him that I would like to be treated with the same respect I give him, but it appears to be falling on rather large deaf ears.

Child then reappears with re-enforcements, namely Kyla, and they start a two-sided plan of attack. While I am distracted by Miss Wo, Child comes in for the steal and grabs a piece of chicken. Although they may have worked as a team the red monster has no concept of the word share, and begins to growl at anyone who goes near him. Stupidly I put my hand down to try and take it off him but he smacks his paw down on top of my hand and glares at me with a ‘make another move and you die’ stare. Even Kyla has now slinked off. I pick him up, stolen chicken still in mouth, and remove him from the room.

When the meal is over, I clear the plates and while Child is otherwise distracted I give Kyla some of the leftovers. Child of course appears and tries to steal the food from her mouth. When she runs off he follows her, growling all the time, attempting to intimidate her into dropping her prize. Once again he is removed from the room.

When all food has gone Kidd comes back into the room. He sits on my lap and cuddles up as if nothing has happened. He has no recollection of chicken and looks completely blank when I mention his bad behaviour. He looks up at me with big green innocent eyes and claims he doesn’t know what I’m talking about. He has been asleep in his chave bag the whole time. It wasn’t me he says. It was Child my evil twin!