Tales of Li'l Foot

In the last few months or so Li’l Foot has discovered hse can open the refrigerator door.  She knows where things are located in the refrigerator.  She has a weird fascination with pulling out the jar of sardines from the door (note: I only have this in my refrigerator because it’s part of a Caesar Salad dressing I have made…about 3 years ago, so yeah they can probabaly get chucked).  She knows the third drawer up contains her Polly-O string cheese.  She has been known to open that drawer for herself and pull out the whole bag of them.  She’s also been known to take one or more out and munch right on the plastic without asking for help to open them.

This past week, she’s discovered more things she can take out on her own.  I opened the fruit drawer one morning this week so I could take a peach or plum to work as a snack only to find that TWO of the peaches in the drawer had small type bite marks in each one.  And I’m not just a little row of broken peach skin, I”m talking, she took a BITE out of each one and put them both back in the drawer.  A few days later LFD went to make hot dogs for dinner and when he took them out of the drawer he discovered this:

Yeah, so…LFD’s dogs were accosted by his own flesh and blood.  He sure did cook them up though and he sure did give Li’l Foot that one right there on the end of the package.  She was none the wiser, since I cut it up into pieces for her.