That little rascal

I had a Capri Sun juice box on the nightstand next to my bed. It was about half full when Paco found it. He knocked it on the floor then stepped on it and squeezed out all of the juice that was left. I found Paco with all of the evidence.

Later that day he went into Wellesley’s cage and hung out there for a while. Bob thought it would be proper punishment for the juice box scenario if he were to get locked in. Paco didn’t care and sat in the food bowl for about an hour.