Disaster Narrowly Diverted

I am deathly afraid of quiet in the house recently, given that it usually means something destructive is going on. This morning, after investigating "the quiet", I found a can of Campbell's tomato soup, two bowls, and a can opener under my bed... this on top of my newly-professionally-shampooed, light-colored carpet. Luckily, I scattered the culprits in time. WHEW! Close one!