Walked into the kitchen to start dinner, and this is what I find! It’s a cat conspiracy. I know it was Sassafrass who opened the door, but Nekoka gets partial credit for holding it open while she hoisted herself up there.
I think this counts for both cat credos – If I Fits In It, I Sits In It and What’s Mine Is Yours.
Thank goodness they haven’t yet figured out how to work the can opener, or my tuna and salmon would be history. Trouble makers.