The last few days, I've woken up with my fridge open and Sir Pounce-a-lot's dinner lying half eaten on the floor. I've just assumed that I hadn't been closing the fridge properly.
But I think I'm in the process of watching him attempt to get it open himself. I will keep this riveting tale of the Cat that Could updated as details emerge.
... I don't know what I'm going to do if he has figured out how to open the fridge.
Sir Pounce-a-lot is such a smart kitty. The smartest kitty in the whole wide world.
EDIT: Yes. Sir Pounce has indeed figured out how to open the fridge. Knickerweasles.
EDIT #2:
((OOC: In the interest of consistency, please ignore the black cat in the last photo, and pretend the kitchen is much smaller. ... For anyone who isn't already aware, Sir Pounce-a-lot is played by my kitty, Yue, and this is totally an excuse to show off my cat.))