It wasn’t long before the smelt on the counter joined their brethren on the floor, thanks to Jacoby.
I guess the combination of fish + plastic was just too attractive.
I’m pretty sure this is how raccoons get their heads stuck in tin cans.
There go those Aby hands again!
As you can see, he’s dragged the bag over to where the cat tree is.
I’m sure it’s because there wasn’t any newspaper laid down over there. Stolen food always tastes better when it makes a mess.