Kellie: *coming into the house* Gypsy, I'm home!
Gypsy the feline dictator: It's about time, you worthless human! Now, bring me chicken immediately!
Kellie: *looking around* ... oh my god! What happened in here!
Gypsy the feline dictator: Ah, I see you're admiring the proof of my savagery and cunning. It was a worthy foe and it fought valiantly, but it was no match for my obviously superior tactical knowledge.
Kellie: But ... I was gone for an hour ... how did you ...
Gypsy the feline dictator: I see you're speechless from fear of my retribution, but you are safe from my wrath provided you bring me chicken. Now!
Kellie: It's EVERYWHERE! How did you even get in the cupboard to get it out? And how did you get it open?
Gypsy the feline dictator: Best not to ask such questions, puny mortal! The answers are far beyond your understanding.
Kellie: *grabbing a broom* This is going to take forever to clean up...
... and this, my friends, is how I ended up spending half an hour vacuuming up rice that had been spread through my entire house! I'm still not sure how she managed to get the bag open, or why she thought it was necessary to drag it all around the house, leaving a trail of grains in her wake, but I've learned my lesson. Make sure the pantry cupboard is shut properly before you leave the house.