So some cat....who shall remain nameless....but looks like this:
Got herself in trouble the other day.
Mom had gone to bed and heard a noise in the kitchen. A lot of noises she will ignore but this sounded like something crashing to the floor, so she got up to check. Things were moved in the basket on the dryer, so mom figured some cat (probably Daiquiri or Goldfish since they were "casually" walking away as mom came down the hall) had grabbed the edge of a bag and pulled.
She turned to go back to bed and heard another noise. Her eyes adjusted and....there was a cat on the counter. With her front feet in the sink. Who then flicked a paw covered in water at mom. RUDE!
Mom considers herself pretty lucky in that we stay off of the kitchen counter. Though in our defense she isn't the best housekeeper so there is stuff up there we might run into. However, if you remember Chanel's run in with the momma cat, we know she can get up there since that is how she got IN the foster room. But she still got a lecture about staying off the counter.....