That is, until I leave something on top of the stove and his curiosity gets the best of him.
The other day, I had cooked a pot of pinto beans with a big pork bone. The beans were done and I turned the pot off to let them cool down.
I then proceeded to go about my business, never giving the pot another thought because there was never a reason to worry. Until I heard a dull thud in the kitchen.
Good ol' Phred had quietly crept around on top of the counter (unlike Bubba) and pulled the pork bone out of the pan and onto the floor!
I was so shocked and amazed that he got such a big bone out of the pot to begin with that I just threw it out on the patio where he could munch away at his own pace! There wasn't much else to do with it. Or him.
I was so shocked and amazed that he got such a big bone out of the pot to begin with that I just threw it out on the patio where he could munch away at his own pace! There wasn't much else to do with it. Or him.
4 comments:
That is too funny! I can so relate considering how many furbabies are in and out of my home. You want to be mad at them but yet are impressed with their ingenuity!
~ Tracy
LOL. Phred was going to get the bone 'no matter what' I am surprised he didn't have the whole pot of beans on the floor.
Nice to see the picture, Phred licking the bone.
I have to watch my atovetop these days. Never had to worry about my old cats, and usually not these new kittens... except when I'm boiling eggs. That is the most fascinating meal! :) Phred knew you weren't going to want that bone!
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