We’ve got some plastic cutlery that we’ve had for about a million years. A couple of months ago, I pulled one of the pieces out of the box and used it to fluff up KittyMeeze’s food during the day (he flattens it out as he eats, it’s easier to eat fluffed). I just left it out there, it makes it easier and less messy than using our fingers.
Two days ago, the plastic knife went missing. I looked all over. Asked Brian if he’d done anything with it. Nope.
So, I got out another piece yesterday. This time it was a fork that I pulled out. Used it a couple of times.
This morning, it’s gone. We both looked all over.
I think some raccoon comes in here at night to eat (but there’s no food) and is taking our plastic cutlery.
I wonder if it’s gonna teach the kid to eat like a hoomin.
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