I keep the cat biscuits on top of the dresser in the kitchen. I had to move them out of the porch because Nigel was always climbing up and knocking the box to the floor, opening the lid and helping himself. The top of the dresser is close to the ceiling and a safe place for biscuits. Last week I found Nigel sitting on the dresser and looking up at the top.

He was working out a plan. Today I came in from the fields and heard a loud purring but couldn’t see Nigel. I looked in the hall and under the table. I could hear VERY loud purring but no cat. Then I looked up

There he was, pleased as punch and trying to open the biscuit box. The cat biscuits are now locked up in the lamb cage until I can find a Nigel proof hiding place. Clever boy!