I made pumpkin bread.
As soon as I opened the can of pumpkin puree (it's cheaper, OK?) my cat Socks started going ga-ga. I figured she just wanted some tuna, because to her all cans = tuna cans and she comes running at the sound of the can opener.
Fast forward, bread is cooled and I cut myself a piece.
Socks the cat who doesn't get on the table even for ham, bacon or pizza, gets on the table while my back is turned and starts chewing on the loaf of pumpkin bread!!!!
I yell of course, and she goes and hides at the top of the cat tree. I cut off that part and feed it to the dog, who is sitting quietly - not jumping on the table being bad.
I wrap the bread up, and later in the evening it gets left on the table but wrapped up this time.
Socks strikes again, this time she chews off the foil and nibbles the other end of the loaf! GAH! This time I cut it off and give it to her in her dish, and again put the rest away - and this time tell DH not to leave it out!
I sent most of it to work with DH for his lunch, apparently we can't keep this stuff in the house! I hid the last two pieces in the (cool) oven.
