do y'all remember last year, when oliver ate through a box in order to get to some sparkly string he was obsessed with?
special cat, that one.
when i pulled out my wrapping paper supplies this year, i figured there was no way oliver would remember this box, or at least not the contents of this box, or at least no longer be as obsessed with the contents of this box. naturally, i was wrong. this is oliver we're talking about here.
within minutes of the box coming out of storage, oliver was trying to paw through the hole he'd chewed into the top last year. i put the box under my front hall table in an effort to deter him, but there was still about 5" between the top of the box and the bottom of the table, which clearly wasn't going to work. my roommate keith had the brilliant idea of putting a SECOND box, a nice flat one nearly the exact size of the wrapping materials box, on top of the first one to keep him out. smart!
....except this is oliver.