Day: May 7, 2014

breakfast, part 9

I hate to admit it, but I find myself, for the moment, out of breakfast mischief. That’s probably a good thing. The poor human female has become so traumatized that she will scarcely step foot in the kitchen.

This morning she just grabbed a granola bar and scuttled away like an oversized hermit crab.

Of course, it goes without saying that I had jumped up and down on them all beforehand and that she’ll be unwrapping a shower of crumbs.

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‚ÄčNot so whole grain now, eh? Ehehehehehe