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Little cat Tinker, having figured out how to get the cabinets open, spent the night dumping cans of cat food to the cement floor, then, from another cabinet, pulling rinsed cans from the recycling. Nothing deterred him. Not getting sprayed with water, not taping the cabinets, not a big heavy object in front of the cabinets, not his lack of opposable thumbs... though he couldn't get the cans of catfood open. Yet.

This cat is also determined to trip me.

Trying to kill me, yep. Tiger cats. They have the evil.

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I have the tired.