Dogs have family ... cats have staff ...

You were used!

I thought I had made a friend a few weeks ago. I'm walking out to the garage on my way to work and a cute little stray wanders up to me. Friendly little thing, black as night, big yellow eyes.
So a few soft words and a little chuck under the chin and I'm gone.
A day or so later and she's back again. More words, more chin rubs, and a little ear scratch. Soon she is shining around every morning. And after about a week the relationship has escalated, from ear scratching to belly rubbing, And finally to handfuls of kibble. I am starting to think about our future together. What will happen when winter comes? Will I need a litter box? Cat toys? How is my fifteen year old retriever going to react to a new room mate?
Then one day she doesn't show. And the next. And the next. I am beside myself with worry.
Has she; been abducted by well meaning but misinformed cat rescue ladies ? stuck in a tree and desperately waiting for a friendly fireman to appear? lying in a alleyway stoned on catnip? Has she run into a mouse that ate a big bowl of Wheaties?
Well about a week later I got my answer. I caught her slinking out of the neighbors back door.
She had a sheepish look on her face, acted like she didn't even know me, and walked off into some bushes.
So, was she cheating on me with the neighbor, or cheating with me on the neighbor?
And what do I do with this bag of cat kibble?

Yeah and what did it get me?

Holding a bag of cat kibble.

Next time try catnip.
It makes excellent bait.