It took me a while to notice, but while I was gone today, he pulled a knife off the counter and chewed on it (leaving it on the futon) AND his bottle of xanax. He has been getting on the counter and chewing stuff up a lot lately, but for some reason, I didn't really notice until tonight, when I was trying to find his pills (which were on top of the microwave on top of the counter this morning when I fed them).
I don't know what the hell to do with him.
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