April 18th 2012 5:46 am
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Last evening mom went in the pantry to get a treat for the dork dogs. When she had her back turned, I crawled in. She went upstairs for a few minutes. When she returned, she heard me meowing in the pantry. When she opened the door, I flew out. I wanted one of those dog treats too.