To tell the truth, these two moochers never left. They smell food and hear a package open and consider it an invitation. The kitchen is the worst place but it happens anywhere in the house. When I bring a snack in the den I always have a parade following me with these starving, hungry faces.
But I try to look on the good side. They are always willing to help me with my diet by keeping me from eating everything. And when you call them names or accuse them of begging too much, they look all around the room as if I was talking about someone else.
BTW, the flash wasn't bounced off the ceiling in the top photo. I grabbed the camera too fast to make the adjustment.