This is the sight that greeted me this morning...River sitting quite proudly next to her overturned litter box. I should also note that Simon is watching all this like a typical big brother with a look that practically screams, "Oooh, you're in trouble!" I can't really attempt to scold her for two reasons:
1) I have no idea when she actually flipped it over and unless one of us catches her in the act, she has no idea what she did wrong.
2) I have no hand signal for this.
Resigned to the fact that she gets a pass on this one, I decided to take the photos and make the best of a bad situation.
Apparently, the litter box can double as a pretty sweet look-out spot. It's almost like she's saying, "Look what I can do!"
After successfully managing to scoot River from her perch, she decided that it was only right to help me out by hopping inside the litter box as I tried to remove it from her cage. I suppose I should just be glad that the lure of breakfast was just too great for her to consider an early morning bid for freedom. Crisis averted!
Apparently, the litter box can double as a pretty sweet look-out spot. It's almost like she's saying, "Look what I can do!"
