Food Riot

So, a couple of nights ago, I told Mike that the cats have figured out how to turn a doorknob & open a door. I heard a big "THUMP" and got up to discover an open linen closet, a favorite towel dragged down from a shelf, and a very guilty-looking cat. (She likes to make nests of the clean towels.) Mike told me I must have forgotten to close the closet door, yada yada.

Well. This afternoon, Mike comes home to discover an open pantry door, a bag of cat food dragged into the hallway & torn open, and two very stuffed cats. We had been cutting back on their food because one of them (Pyewacket) likes to bolt the entire bowl, and then goes off somewhere to barf it all back up, usually in our bedroom. I swear she's bulemic. So we started feeding them less, and they weren't looking really skinny or anything, so we figured they were getting enough. Maybe not. Today they staged a food riot in protest.

We guess that one of the little boogers has figured out how to leap at the doorknob & swing from it, turning the latch. Notice how neatly they chewed open the corner of the bag, without scattering kibble all about the floor. At least they were polite about their thievery. But why did they drag the bag all they way to the kitchen linoleum? It was all they way at the back of the pantry, folks, which means they moved it about 10 feet to get it to the edge of the linoleum (the pantry being maybe 6 feet deep.) Some things we'll never be able to know...