Drunk on Chocolate Milk

So, after my post yesterday, I would like to follow up with yet another hilarious story in the continuing epic of our kittens' lives. Have any of you ever had children who discovered a cookie jar and ate every cookie in it before you found out? You walk into the kitchen and there's your child sitting on the floor, fat and happy, with cookie crumbs all over them. Yeah, that's sort of what happened this morning.

Robbie comes in to wake me up and informs me, "Honey got into the milk." No, she hasn't discovered how to open the fridge...yet...but we did have a box of shelf-stable milk in cardboard cartons sitting on the floor next to the fridge. It had a plastic cover over it and the kittens had never bothered it, so we didn't think anything of it being on the floor. Boy, were we wrong! Check out the damage.

Our guess is that they discovered this sometime in the night, so our kittens have been "drunk" on chocolate milk for hours. They're running around like they're demon-possessed! Let's just hope the milk doesn't adversely affect their digestive tracts...uugh.