Note the zipper portion had not bee ripped open… READ: Brand new package.
People this was the FAMILY SIZE bag of treats. He ate about 3/4 of the bag.
I spent the night laying garbage bags on the carpet to halt the kitteh drizzly stinky poo (sorry) from soaking in.
And wiping pudgy kitteh butt as he can’t reach.
EW.
He. Was. Miserable.
Me? I was gloating on the inside. Serves him right. He should know better. I still have no idea how he got to the treats. He can’t climb (too chubby) and they are kept up high. On a shelf. Away from his reach.
Oh, and guess who wanted treats again this afternoon?
Hell. To. The. No.
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