I was using my treadmill last night and up walks Mikey, my pride and joy. I have 2 CD cabinets in the livingroom, right in front of where the treadmill. He looked at me over his shoulder, flipped open the (albeit crude) latch that keeps the door of the cabinet closed, flung the door open and pulled out a CD from the bottom rack. And what does Mikey like to listen to you ask? Billy Joel's Greatest Hits.

It was really quite funny to watch. He was acting like it's a normal everyday cat activity.