Clyde noticed that Tom loved sweet things. He took maple sugar in his tea. He preferred honey nut sauce on his sauteed worms. Clyde caught the cat looking into windows of confectioners windows.
It seemed natural to get him the small bag of sweets. Clyde didn’t even think about why he did it.
“What’s this?” Tom asked, taking the bag and opening it. He let out a trilling purr. “Green drops!” He popped a few into his mouth, crunching loudly. “Thank you Clyde.”
Clyde could feel his tail begin to wag. “We have the rest of today to get through. Thought you might be hungry.”
He thought Tom’s bright eyed look was much sweeter than any candy.