This thread reminded me of a conversation I had with my pup the other day. He was watching me intently the other day while I was sorting through my SHTF stuff and after a few moments I had to break the silence. I turned my head to face him as he stared at the equipment and supplies and asked, "So, what is it, why the quizzical look bubba"? He continued to look at the neatly arranged loadout before him and after a few seconds raised an eyebrow and asked me,"where is my food"? I smiled understandingly; having expected the question to arise at some point and answered, " Oh bubba, if the stuff ever hit the fan, you are food". I dont think he liked the answer.
As much as I love cats, if something has to be done, it has to be done. If that kitten is the only thing standing between my family and starvation, he goes. That said, I hope it never comes to that.