I'm still laughing about this...
3am this morning Reeses hops off our bed and leaves the room in order to do god-knows-what. A few minutes later I hear our cabinet doors slamming. Last week I installed those internal baby proof locks that only let you open the door about 1 1/2" and then you have to press a tab to open it the rest of the way. This does not deter Reeses one bit. She'll still try to get in even though the door doesn't open all the way for her. Her favorite cabinet is the one we keep her treats in.
After a while the slamming stops and I hear her playing with her squeaky mouse in the living room. This is then followed by a rustling sound. I'm still sleepy so I just thought she was playing with the paper bag we put in the living room. Eventually the sound gets closer and closer and I can tell that she's dragging it down the hall. My wife wakes up and goes into the hall to investigate. I hear her go into the kitchen for a minute, and then she uses the bathroom and comes back. I ask her why she was in the kitchen. Apparently the sound we heard was not the paper bag, it was her bag of Special Kitty Cat Treats
She had opened the cabinet door as much as she could, and then with all determination, was able to use her paw and get the treat bag out of the cabinet. She then somehow sliced through the bag cleanly through BOTH sides, and got whatever treats were left out, and then ate the treats.
Here's a picture of the bag in question (note, the ziplock seal at the top is still closed):
She has also spent the last half hour trying to get back into the same cabinet. I went in there and she was meowing for treats and I said "No, you've had more than enough for today!". I looked and she had grabbed hold of a can of wet cat food that we have in the cabinet and had dragged it toward the door. If she could only figure out how to flip it on to it's side I'm sure now she'd have no problem getting it out and no problem figuring out how to open it
3am this morning Reeses hops off our bed and leaves the room in order to do god-knows-what. A few minutes later I hear our cabinet doors slamming. Last week I installed those internal baby proof locks that only let you open the door about 1 1/2" and then you have to press a tab to open it the rest of the way. This does not deter Reeses one bit. She'll still try to get in even though the door doesn't open all the way for her. Her favorite cabinet is the one we keep her treats in.
After a while the slamming stops and I hear her playing with her squeaky mouse in the living room. This is then followed by a rustling sound. I'm still sleepy so I just thought she was playing with the paper bag we put in the living room. Eventually the sound gets closer and closer and I can tell that she's dragging it down the hall. My wife wakes up and goes into the hall to investigate. I hear her go into the kitchen for a minute, and then she uses the bathroom and comes back. I ask her why she was in the kitchen. Apparently the sound we heard was not the paper bag, it was her bag of Special Kitty Cat Treats
Here's a picture of the bag in question (note, the ziplock seal at the top is still closed):
She has also spent the last half hour trying to get back into the same cabinet. I went in there and she was meowing for treats and I said "No, you've had more than enough for today!". I looked and she had grabbed hold of a can of wet cat food that we have in the cabinet and had dragged it toward the door. If she could only figure out how to flip it on to it's side I'm sure now she'd have no problem getting it out and no problem figuring out how to open it