Saturday night, I decide to make this quiche from a recipie in Vegetarian Times. I go to the store and buy the ingredients - one includes flour. I get home, unload the groceries, and leave the little bag of flour on the counter. When I get out of the shower, I find the bag ripped open and flour everywhere. I'm pretty sure it was Screech since I couldn't see flour on him if I tried and Persephone was clean. At least he left me enough to still make the quiche (it was a hit!) I have a very strange cat.