move away from the Cheesy Puffs!

I'm addicted to these things! Dangit!

So the real reason for this post is kitten antics. Ernest has done it again. Let me regale you with the tale....

Last night I was here at the computer typing something inane when I heard a strange rustling noise from the kitchen. It sounded like the kitten was playing with something plastic. I figured it was one of his noisy toys. When it didn't stop, I finally got up and went to see what the deal was. Lo and behold, he was up on the kitchen counter (a serious no-no for which he continuously gets reprimanded) chewing on a bag of bread. {rolling eyes} He smelled and found a fancy bread that was made with rosemary that I was going to use to make a fancy turkey and emmentaler sandwich for lunch today. I yelled, shooed him away, and threw the bread in the fridge. Needless to say, when I was running late for class this morning, I completely forgot about the bread. It's still in the fridge. Guess I know what I'm having for lunch tomorrow. Maybe I'll have some of the cheesy puffs, too. =)