LMAO!!!!!
I have one Mayla; a sable sprite near retirement in ferret years. Alas,
my butter sits on the kitchen counter for hooman convenience as does so
much in many households. My dearest, never-misses-the-potty-box old gal
will open the lowest cabinette, climb up into the drawer above, lay on
her back, and pull the drawer opened to access the forbidden, dairy
drug.

I often wonder how she is so careful ,as a few of my others in noticing
contraban on the counter; things such as fruit, veggies, or empty bags,
will simply get up there and knock said item to the floor- hence my
care in grocery placement prior to putting it away.

I could wish such enthusiam over eggs, or A/D at times :D

[Posted in FML 6125]