I drug myself out of bed this morning, poured a bowl of cereal, and upon turning around noticed that some papers from the kitchen table were on the floor. I walked over to pick them up and noticed the lid of the trash can on the floor. Guess what I found in the trash can? Yep, Popsie, he was in there eating the part of pork chops DH and I threw in there after dinner. He hasn't got into the trash in so long I was actually shocked. So I pulled him out and told him no and that he was a brat.
Then I went to the gas station and when I got back home the lid was off the trash again!!! Popsie is a little monster.