Caught in the Act

Was I found with my paw in the cookie jar? Did I trash the house digging through the garbage for delicious scraps from dinner?  Was it the stolen lick that I took from the little girl’s ice cream cone? Maybe, but if no one saw it, it didn’t happen.

My crime? Stealing 40 winks. I know, I know.  Naptime shouldn’t be a crime – unless you are found napping in the one place where you know you should not be napping. The guest bed…

The Evidence

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Apprehended

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