Somebody ate a kilogram of dry cat food while I was at work today. When I came home there was an empty bag sitting in the middle of the living room floor where when I left for work this morning there had been a full bag sitting on the kitchen counter.
I'm sure there was collusion from the rat bastard Liam, because he likes to get into things and then he knocks them onto the floor - and then the dogs take over from there.
I took these pictures when I got home. I think everyone's looking a little bit guilty.