Why I Can't Sleep In

When Seamus is hungry - and mornings tend to find him particularly ravenous - nothing will stand in his way...surely, nothing as silly as cooking frozen food. More often than I'd like to remember, I've come down to find something like this:

He just pulls stuff from the freezer and inserts it into his mouth. (Yes, we are in the market for a new fridge lock...the last one was too annoying for us to keep on there.)

Oh, and sometimes he uses the box he's emptied as an accessory to dance. (It's blurry...he was mid dazzling dance move.) Although...given that you can see all those ribs, maybe he needs more than a few bites of frozen pancakes, no??