Cat Needing Therapy For Bad Habit

Tucker is our cat... he's 7 now. And he's a Maine Coon, which doesn't mean a whole lot to many people, but those who own Maines know of their idiosyncracies... and Tucker is right there in the mix. We've adapted to his need to paw his water, rather than lap at it... and his need to soak up sun on his belly, sleep in odd and bizarre locations/positions... but the kitten inside of him, has one other piece that continues to make us laugh.
He's a kleptomaniac. While he's not curled up with us in the dark of night sleeping; he's ravaging through the house trying to find something to steal, and get only as far as his food bowl, with his find. That's where he puts his prizes... in his food.
The usual suspects are his plastic milk jug ring toys, ponytail holders, rubber bands, pens and pencils. But the unusual suspects have been: C's sport watch (out of a bathroom drawer), a people thermometer (from a bedside table), highlighters (a bit big, don't you think?), pedometer, outlet plug covers (which he steals even if you're watching) and today's find, which I got a huge laugh out of, a Werther's Original candy.
S brought it home yesterday, and it was on a counter. Here's the conversation this morning.
"S, did you want to eat your Werther's?"
"Eventually, I would. Did you already have it?"
"NO..." (insert VERY LONG pause).
"Ah... well, I guess, not anymore. Nice one."

Funny how few words need to be said for us to know what EXACTLY occured.

We love Tucker. And the advantage to being the first one up in the morning, is the humor of finding SOMETHING interesting in his food bowl.