Kipling is skittish about plastic bags. When I come home from work, both cats run to greet me – unless I’ve got grocery bags in my hands, and then the spotted genius flees to a safe hiding spot under the dining room table. The rustle of a new garbage bag will send him flying in a rather ungraceful manner. So when I left this bag on the coffee table after finishing the snack that was in it, I expected him to avoid it.

That’s right, cat. Prove me wrong.

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