Ju Ju just knocked over the kitchen bin in an attempt to find the remains of yesterday's chicken, spilling the aforementioned bones, lots of tea bags, a plate that cracked yesterday and about half a ton of wet coffee grounds all over the floor. And then she knocked over a chair that had some coats hanging over the back and got trapped beneath them, and then she got out and ran around the house like a maniac and I yelled at her (sorry!) and opened the front door and she ran out as fast as her fat little legs could carry her. Seriously, I might have to put her back on the Whiskas. She's been on the new food for a few weeks and she doesn't seem to be getting used to it. And I can't take her constant greed any more!