Yesterday was eventful. At least for our cats.
In the morning I found Skorpan, as usual in the mornings, sitting on the window-sill in our home office. He was all worked up. His ears were moving frantically from side to side, as was his tail. Most mornings, he'll turn his head to look at me when I come in to say goodbye to him before I leave for work. Yesterday? Not a chance.
He was watching a rabbit on the lawn out front.
When I came home after work I was met by boyfriend in the hallway, mumbling and swearing. Apparently Skorpan and JumJum had had lots of fun in the kitchen during the day... Boyfriend had come home to find the fridge door wide open and the kitchen floor full of nibbled brussels sprouts...
The door to our fridge is a bit fussy and if you don't give it an extra push to make sure it closes properly, it might just not close. And I hadn't pushed in the morning after making myself breakfast. (To my defense I'd like to add that I had one of the worst mornings in a long time as I hadn't slept more than three hours during the night.)
We had no choice but to clean out the fridge of anything sensitive to room temperature and then go re-stocking.