We are house sitting for our friends.
They house-sat for us when we were gone to visit our fams in April.
They have a cat.
They're cat, as it turns out, is not Satan.
They have movies....and caramel popcorn...so we've been enjoying their house.
Yesterday when Jules went to check on the cat one last time before coming home...
The cat shredded a bag that held cat treats.
SHREDDED it. and ate EVERY treat. Of a FULL bag.
The thing is...the cat treat bag was up on a shelf.
A shelf with nothing around it.
No counters, fridges, desks, furniture of any sort.
Now, unless in the past few years where I have been cat-less cats have grown wings or frog legs that hide under they're allergen-infested fur, I just cannot understand how this cat got to his treats.
Perhaps someone broke into our friends' house, gave the cat the treat bag and left. Without taking anything. Because THAT seems more possible than the cat somehow getting the bag himself.
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