Two Tins of Beans, One Cat.
Big-time ethical philosopher, me.
You crave beans. You crave exactly one tin of beans.
On the table in front of you are two tins of beans. Which do you eat?
Any reasonable person might flip a coin. You don’t care enough to go quite that far. You grab a can, prise it open, cook it (or, if you’re real dastardly, you don’t cook it), and dig in.