The other day I came downstairs to find Kanika standing on the stove hood, stealing food out of the bag I hid in the cupboard. Usually we keep the food in the cupboard under the sink, but we’ve got the doors off for painting right now, so there is no defense. I decided to put the bag up as high as I could, figuring I’d out smarted the cats – I was wrong. Despite having a full bowl of food on the floor in the normal spot, she insisted on climbing up to the hood, chewing through the bag, and slowly pulling them out one at a time.

I showed her the other food, and she went right back to the new bag. Holly busted her again later that night, but neither of us thought to stop her. The next morning we got up to clean and when I walked into the kitchen it took me a second, but then I spotted the aftermath of a night of kitty binge eating.

That’s kitty barf dripping off the stove hood, onto the burner and down under it. Gross. I think she’s got self image issues. She’s clearly got an eating disorder, and is constantly chewing all the fur off the backs of her legs. She needs kitty counseling. Look how cute she is.