Okay, I need to preface this post with a little footnote about Oliver's behavior since I acquired him as a wee kitten...
He's broken everything he could reach. And when I say "reach", I mean any cupboard he could climb into. Nothing on the counter top is safe. He takes sponges out of the sink - dry or wet - and with a growl, runs off with them. He pulls the sink and tub plugs - items I can barely remove, myself - out and hides them from me at night. He climbs under the covers at 3 in the morning and bites my feet...relentlessly.
I'm sure there's more, but...yeah.
So, after one late-night "crash!" where a glass was removed from its spot in the cupboard and batted onto the kitchen floor, I began the harrowing half-asleep, late night clean up. I remember collecting the bigger glass particles into a baggy, leaving only the smallest to vacuum. I don't remember the details closely, but I must have got distracted; I sealed the baggy and it went under the sink, for whatever reason...
It was late, and as a "patch" for the situation, I taped all of my cupboard doors shut. It's a method I use to this day, just out of habit. Buuuut, likely not so much anymore..
Fast forward months later...I'm in bed last night and hear a jingling sound, something that I would think normally wouldn't wake me, but I get up and go toward the bathroom, and there's that baggy of broken glass. Holes poked in it. Small tears, big enough for the smaller shards. Oh, Oliver...
Threw the baggy away, vacuumed, gave everyone the once over, checking paws, looking for weird behavior, unusual mouth gestures, etc. Found a small pile of wee shards right in my bedroom doorway; how they got off-line from the path between the kitchen and bathroom, I don't know. Don't want to know, I guess. Obsessively vacuumed some more.
Everyone seems fine. They're under close observation today, obviously; but I'm pretty sure we skirted disaster.
There's a lesson here somewhere; the primary one being that I'm an idiot. But just remember that if you have an Oliver of your own...if there's trouble to be caused, he'll find it.
Oh, Oliver...
He's broken everything he could reach. And when I say "reach", I mean any cupboard he could climb into. Nothing on the counter top is safe. He takes sponges out of the sink - dry or wet - and with a growl, runs off with them. He pulls the sink and tub plugs - items I can barely remove, myself - out and hides them from me at night. He climbs under the covers at 3 in the morning and bites my feet...relentlessly.
I'm sure there's more, but...yeah.
So, after one late-night "crash!" where a glass was removed from its spot in the cupboard and batted onto the kitchen floor, I began the harrowing half-asleep, late night clean up. I remember collecting the bigger glass particles into a baggy, leaving only the smallest to vacuum. I don't remember the details closely, but I must have got distracted; I sealed the baggy and it went under the sink, for whatever reason...
It was late, and as a "patch" for the situation, I taped all of my cupboard doors shut. It's a method I use to this day, just out of habit. Buuuut, likely not so much anymore..
Fast forward months later...I'm in bed last night and hear a jingling sound, something that I would think normally wouldn't wake me, but I get up and go toward the bathroom, and there's that baggy of broken glass. Holes poked in it. Small tears, big enough for the smaller shards. Oh, Oliver...
Threw the baggy away, vacuumed, gave everyone the once over, checking paws, looking for weird behavior, unusual mouth gestures, etc. Found a small pile of wee shards right in my bedroom doorway; how they got off-line from the path between the kitchen and bathroom, I don't know. Don't want to know, I guess. Obsessively vacuumed some more.
Everyone seems fine. They're under close observation today, obviously; but I'm pretty sure we skirted disaster.
There's a lesson here somewhere; the primary one being that I'm an idiot. But just remember that if you have an Oliver of your own...if there's trouble to be caused, he'll find it.
Oh, Oliver...