It wasn't me. It was the cat. Well, you are right, we don't have a cat, mom. Ok. I just really wanted to go to the Christmas Party and since I couldn't I decided to have my own party! Before she left, I quietly observed mommy tying up the garbage and putting the lid on tightly, mom adds. Oh, I am a clever one. While she was at her work Christmas party, I knocked over the trash can, pried the top off with my teeth (or so mom imagines) and went to town.... I had been mentally logging all the goodies she had thrown away this week without even offering to me. There was the rest of a chocolate cake, stale crackers, partially eaten blizzard, and various other cans of goodness.
I tried to help clean up, but she made me go "Lay Down, Janie! Right Now!" As you can see, she still loves me! I promised not to get in the trash, but I think she finally learned. She put the trashcan in the cabinet under the sink. What can I say..... Peace and Love! Janie
