It Wasn't Me!

I heard a crash in my kitchen this evening and when I went to investigate, this is what I found:



Oscar had apparently opened the bag of carrots and was playing with them (and eating a few as well, judging by the teeth marks). The rinsed recyclables awaiting transport to the basement have been knocked into the sink, atop the suds and soaking dishes.

Of course, he looks so innocent. I found about ten carrots in the soapy water when I finally got around to the dishes.