Abby is the clown in the house
She came to live with us when she was 4 months old and what a mischievous girl she was.
I came home from work and found the top door of my fridge (the freezer door) wide open and everything inside defrosted. Thankfully I didn't have much in there, mostly chicken stock and ice cubes and breads.
I thought I had left it open by accident. So the next day when I went to work I made sure I double checked the freezer. When I got home that afternoon it was wide open
My next day off I was sitting in the living room at my computer desk. The kitchen door is behind me. I heard odd noises from the kitchen. Thumping, scraping, and woosh woosh sounds. I was scared to go look because I thought it was a rodent or something.
I finally got up to peek around the corner and I see Abby hanging off the top of the fridge by her front paws, bouncing her hind legs off the fridge and swinging her body front and back and side to side.
I stood there and watched to see what the heck she was doing. Well darn it all if she didn't manage to get the freezer door open. She then let go and landed on the floor, only to jump onto the counter and then the top of the fridge again and look inside the freezer from above. She made attempts to get inside the freezer, but couldn't manage it.
It was then I realized that she was the reason my freezer door was open every day when I got home. I also realized that she could smell the cat nip that I kept in there and she was trying to get at it.
I ended up breaking her of the habit by taping the freezer shut. Once she realized she couldn't open the door, she lost interest.