The entire bottom of my cabinets in the kitchen are drawers. Great. Love it. Yeah, well, Daisy can open those drawers-a total of 12. I had snacks in one. She ate two bags of potato chips and a box of cheezits.
Cleaned out the snacks, moved electrical appliances to that drawer. I had already taken the recycling bags and garbage bags from the one below it. Well, next day she got into the condiment drawer. I found salt all over my kitchen floor. Moved the condiments to top of cabinet, where I have to have a ladder to reach. Yesterday, I came in to find a half eaten raw sweet potato, a well chewed russet and the bag of potatoes in her crate. She threw up the sweet potato. So no more storing potatoes in the drawers. Cleaned out the potatoes, removed the plastic ware from another. Removed the wooden salad bowls. Now all those wonderful drawers are housing nothing but dishes, pots and pans. My pantry is stuffed with stuff I had neatly organized in those drawers. She wasn't finished. She managed to, by pushing on the bottom, open the pet gate that is even hard for me to open. I don't dare leave anything on the counter, Dish towel. Yep. She steals them. Spoons, plastic bags. If it is not nailed down, she gets it. I think she would even pull the nails if she had to. That dog tries my patience like no other dog has ever done. But gotta love her.
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