Alan hurried inside, heading straight for the freezer. He grabbed a bag of canned tuna, hoping the enticing smell might coax the cat away. Wrapping his hand in a thick blanket to shield himself from potential bites, he moved swiftly to the kitchen, his resolve hardening with each step.
He rummaged through his pantry until his hand landed on the tin box of tuna. He quickly emptied out the contents of the can on a plate. The pungent aroma of tuna quickly filled the air, filling Alan’s spirits with hope. He carefully picked up the plate and stepped into the frigid night, braving the elements with renewed determination.