i should have known something bad was going to happen while i was at work. during the time i closed and locked my door to realizing i left my sunglasses and going back to get them, wikkit had managed to climb on top of a shelf and devour my last piece of pita bread. not wanting to leave him locked in his kennel for 8 hours, i yelled at him then left for work.
THIS is what i came home to-
i don't know HOW he got the lid unscrewed off that plastic jar. that's why i got the damn thing! to keep his chewy treats in something so he couldn't get to them.
but i suppose where there's a small furry troublemaking will there's a way?
he must have been stuck for quite some time. there was a lot of condensation inside the jar, and he was so relieved/happy to see me he'd completely forgotten he'd been bad.
sigh. you should see how bloated his belly is- he did manage to eat most of the treats.
i decided being stuck with his head in a jar was punishment enough. stupid clever litle dog.