I found it a bit odd that when we arrived home this evening, Mr. Cat was completely calm. We had been out all day, walking the city, househunting, checking out some strategic open houses. He was relaxing, sprawled out, not at all clambering for supper. 

It turned out that he had broken into the cat food supplies. He had shamelessly torn a huge hole into the 17 pound bag. He was lounging about completely satiated. Meanwhile, we arrived home exhausted and hungry after walking nearly ten miles. 

Very resourceful Mr. Cat!