I peaked out of my hiding place.  Left, right.  No sight of THEM!  Those accursed creatures that God had somehow decided to curse the people of this planet with.  How long?  How very long? Yet we had survived their onslaught and still we thrived!  But with fear and trepidation.

Slowly I edged out of my hiding place. Sniffing the air.  They always left a fowl stench.  And it was indeed there.  Pungent and nasty.  But also faint.  They were gone.  For now.  They would be back. Of that I was sure.  We would survive.  We had for eons before they arrived, and we would long after they were gone.  The vermin from another land!

But for now, the only scent was FOOD!  Yes, they were there, but then so was the food!  For so long we had foraged and romped in the fields of our youth.  Undeterred except for the occasional predator.  No matter.  We could handle them.  But this new one was different.  They were slier and smarter.  And they killed us by the score. 

Where did they come from?  A far away land is all that we knew.  And they seemed to multiply like vermin!  But even with their arrival and multiplying, we survived!  Why?  because we knew how!  They knew only how to destroy and devour!

Like locusts.  Yet unlike them, they ate meat!  Vile things!

I crept out of my hiding place.  The coast was clear.  I had a wife and family to feed, and I was not to be denied!  Not now, not ever!  Take that you invaders!  You can take our land, but never our resolve!

The smell of food was strong!  Best kind too!  My family would eat well tonight!

Slowly at first, and then quicker, I sought out the food.  FOOD!  YES!  Tonight I would not be denied!  The cursed aliens were probably sated and sleeping!  In their sloth!  Nasty bastards!

Finally, with no hint of the enemy, I spied the food!  AHA!  Nectar of the gods!  There it was!  In all its golden glory!  And none of THEM around!  It was mine!  Mine! MINE!

I ran to it, ravenous with the hunger it drove me to!  Ravenous with eating scraps and garbage for days, as the invaders patrolled the avenues to food!  Ravenous with a hunger that would not be sated with another dining of hay!

And then I was on it!  It was mine! with enough for me and my family!  Enough for all of us!  Enough to survive another week on!  MINE! MINE! MINE!

{Snap}

Hey Martha!  Look!  The cats missed another fat one.  Got this rat bastard in one or our traps.  Open the door so I can dump him in the trash.

Why John, don't you think the babies would love him?  After all, the cats need fresh meat too.