Oribel has an obsession.

Well, she really has several, but for today, we are focusing on just one. Oribel loves her kitty treats. When she was a wee small thing, she would come running for them, jump up on her step-stool, and wait for them. Of course the dogs wanted to get in on the act, and since they always have to sit for most anything to happen in their lives, they would park themselves on the floor next to her stool, waiting their turn. Somehow, Oribel decided that sitting was an important part of getting treats, and started parking her behind on command along with the dogs. (Sorry, as many times as we have tried over the months, it is really hard to fit/catch all three of them doing it together.) Her treats also come in handy for getting her to come most of the time when I want her to; kitty treats make a very distinctive noise when shaken in a glass jar that gets Someone's attention almost every time.
Oribel also knows exactly where her treats are kept in the pantry, and is more than willing to run over and show us, just in case we forgot. (Right, like we are going to forget where the one thing that might be able to control her is kept?)

Apparently the other day while I was out, Oribel decided she wasn't going to put up with Hubband not giving her anymore treats and would just have to get her own. (He wasn't ignoring her as much as she thought as you can see here.)

 

When he told me the tale, he explained how she kept trying to get the jar, but couldn't quite see it, reach it, and stay on the shelf the right way all at the same time. Later that night she decided the boxes of mac and cheese were in her way and tossed them to the floor. I decided I had better consider moving her treats to a plastic jar so that when she does manage to get a hold of it and toss it to the floor, she isn't walking in and eating glass. We could go with the "remember to keep the pantry door shut" thing, but we all know that won't work all the time. Plus, a closed door is always more desirable than an open one, and how can I cook with the pantry closed?
So on Monday, while at the store, I got a couple of new containers of kitty treats in plastic containers, just in time it would seem. This is what Hubband found on the stairs when he came down this morning.




Silly obsessed cat.

 

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