Jasper is now 6 years old, he has recently become a, well for lack of a better description a "little shit" when it comes to my kitchen cabinets.
At night he proceeds to open the cabinets knock whatever doesn't interested him to the ground, including but not limited to, tea, coffee, chips, granola bars and has broken a few glasses and launches salt and pepper across the kitchen. (Kyra, our dog is really enjoying Jasper's new hobby BTW)
This morning I don't know how, he got the lid off the butter dish and proceeded to lick it and roll in it until both He and my kitchen looked like a greased pig had escaped. I tried to get most of the butter off him (a wet cloth and a grumpy cat) and between him and Audrey grooming him vigorously he is semi cleaned up.
Needless to say I am going to buy cabinet latches today.
I think my cat is broken, anyone else?
At night he proceeds to open the cabinets knock whatever doesn't interested him to the ground, including but not limited to, tea, coffee, chips, granola bars and has broken a few glasses and launches salt and pepper across the kitchen. (Kyra, our dog is really enjoying Jasper's new hobby BTW)
This morning I don't know how, he got the lid off the butter dish and proceeded to lick it and roll in it until both He and my kitchen looked like a greased pig had escaped. I tried to get most of the butter off him (a wet cloth and a grumpy cat) and between him and Audrey grooming him vigorously he is semi cleaned up.
Needless to say I am going to buy cabinet latches today.
I think my cat is broken, anyone else?