So, we finally left Meggie alone with the chained closet door and the pizza. When we came home, one of the doors looked slightly off track, but nothing major. The general thought was that we'd won that round.
That is, until I decided to check the piece of pizza on top of the composter. No pizza.
Apparently, Meggie was able to get her skinny little head in far enough through the door that she could grab the pizza.
Ben is currently installing a wooden bar held by brackets in front of the closet. You can see the bar in the bottom of the picture...
I'd love to see the look on the burglar's face when they break through the chains and bars to find the most protected thing in the house..... the cat box... oh and the composter.
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