Yesterday I had to go in to town with DH for a couple hours, and when we got home everything looked normal...no tissues pulled out of the kleenex box or anything like that. What good kitties! Or so I thought, until DH called down the hall, "Did you give the cats the bag of treats?" Well, of course I didn't! The last time I saw it, the treat bag was sitting neatly on the kitchen counter where I left it after rewarding the kittens for coming when I called. But alas, now the treats are no more. He found the bag shredded to bits in the kitties' "bedroom" and not a single treat in sight. I was surprised that they dragged it all the way across the house before devouring the contents, but I wasn't so surprised that they got it off the counter. I've learned my lesson, though...no more food left on the counter when I'm gone!
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10/24/08 at 2:05pm