So the other day I walked into the kitchen, and the cabinet above the refrigerator, where we store the dry food we give Angel as a treat, was open. And the bag was…somehow…on the kitchen counter. Pretty sure it was Alfred, but he tried to frame Dashiell for the crime. For some reason, most of the photos I took were “Live Photos,” so here they are as a short YouTube video:
We don’t feed dry cat food to our cats regularly anymore at all. When we do give them dry food, it is fed as a treat. The problem is, we have some leftover prescription diet foods that we gave to Jacoby and Pyret. And we also we win bags of dry food at cat shows, really good, high-protein brands, which is what we give them when we do give them dry.
We have a few more-or-less catsafe storage places in our apartment, and one of these is in our laundry room. All the cats know we keep food in there, and the opportunistic little jerks never pass up a chance to try to get a snack when I have the laundry room door open ( you may recall that we have to latch the door because Alfred has worked out how to open that door).
So, the other day I left the door open for about a minute whilst putting laundry away. The cats, I thought, we all napping around the house, so I thought it was safe. Boy, was I wrong.
In the time it took me to go from the laundry room, dump the clothes onto the bed, and go back to put the next load in our drying closet…Lorelai AND Dashiell were up on top of it, nomming happily away on some of Jake’s leftover Urinary prescription diet. Since it wasn’t in a bin, I am fairly certain it didn’t have a hole in it yet, either. Never underestimate cats when it comes to food!
I didn’t know Dash even knew how to get up there!
So, this is fun. Alfred learned a new trick.
You may recall how clever Freddy is at opening cabinet doors, especially when he knows there’s food on the other side.
Lately, however, he has been focusing on a new, non-food-related target.
The front door.
So now, we have to make sure we always lock the front door without fail, or he’ll open it and let everyone into the stairwell. He tests it all the time, several times a day. And if we forget…we discover the door is open and all the cats are playing on the stairs.
Click on the image above to see a video of the evil genius in action in a new tab…Spoiler alert, the door is locked in this video. FREDDY! (Sorry, gotta run…just heard a crash in the kitchen…)
Despite using the doorstop fairly regularly, another break-in was reported in an apartment kitchen in northwestern Skövde.
Interestingly enough, this time the thief tried to pin his crime on an unlikely suspect.
Nice try…but next time maybe pick a larger, stronger cat who might actually be able to prise open the cabinet?
Whilst the other cats were eating the stolen goods, our Alfred was on the bed, looking as innocent as he could…
…which ultimately, wasn’t very innocent-looking at all.
I had just bought someBrit Premium Sausages for them to try. They completely demolished one whole roll! I texed Björn this photo and said: “Well…guess they like the new food.”
Even Izaak the sausage was interested in the sausage…and he only eats raw food! Seriously, though…We need to put a stop to this crime spree!
As you saw in yesterday’s post, Alfred has figured out some kind of workaround to our cabinet solution. And before you suggest it…we don’t want to move the food. This is the most convenient place to keep it, and, honestly, moving the food won’t stop Freddy from opening the damn cabinet, and he’ll keep on stealing plastic packets whether or not they contain cat food.
Kalle took the two photos yesterday, and Björn caught this action this morning.
By the time Björn took the photos, Freddy was nowhere to be seen. As you can see, he was all too happy to frame his brothers for the crime.
Not that they tried too terribly hard to look innocent…
Interestingly enough, whilst I was working on this very post, I heard a crash in the kitchen. I went to look and…yeah, no surprise here.
Oh, hi there…
Far from being contrite, Freddy grabbed a packet of Jake’s food and carried it underneath the dining room table to puncture and shred. I managed to rescue it before he could so Jake can have dinner tonight.
You can tell he’s already plotting his next move…
The struggle to keep the door to the cabinet we keep the cat food in continues.
We reinstated the door stopper…nope. We added a baffle to the bottom of the door so it was harder for him to grab it and open it…nope. Then we adjusted the magnetic latch…which seems to have worked…for the time being.
But he’s working on it. Look how miffed he is that I heard him working on the door and brought the camera! And it appears he has recruited Lorelai as his accomplice. Sneaky boy!