I was putting some food away in the pantry when I got an IM for work. I left the room to look at it, got sidetracked and did a few other things, and then decided to check on what Gatsby and Maizie were doing. Maize was just resting on her bed. Gatsby? He was nowhere to be found. I called his name–he didn’t come running as usual. I called his name while walking throughout the apartment–nothing. Then I started to panic. Before melting down, I looked in the kitchen just one more time. And there he was…in the pantry. I’m guessing he managed to hop up onto the container, but then he couldn’t get back down again. Anything to get closer to the bag of dog food!