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Today I figured out where Mama and Papa keep the treats.




One day, I will succeed at climbing into the kitchen garbage can.


I know I have fresh water in my dish, but I'd rather lick the condensation off the window.




What's that? You wanted to make the bed? It's mine now.

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Mama figured out how to keep me occupied so that she and Papa could actually get some work done.



Papa was not paying enough attention.




Tuckered out after a busy day of running around like a maniac.


I just found stuff to play with in the magic sandbox that Mama and Papa leave for me in the bedroom. Papa just took them away.

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