My cousin Smudge got into trouble about his stories, and I am in trouble today, too. Let me tell you about it. One thing She likes to do is work puzzles, so She has the puzzle books and some pencils by Her favorite chair. The pencils - there are a lot of them - She keeps in a cup, so they don't roll off the table. (Ahem). You see, She thought they just rolled off by themselves. She didn't realize that somecat was pushing them. Actually, I think She is on to me now. She found pencils pulled out of the cup, and some of them had their erasers chewed off. Here's the thing. I just can't help it. Yes, I am the one who did it, and after I tried to tell Her it was Kasey, She looked right in my eyes and said Coffee, I don't believe you. There was nothing to do but admit it. Smudge confessed at his house right away, but he is young yet. Not me. I blamed Her for leaving temptations where I could get them so easily.
Luckily, She went to have coffee-the-drink with Mable's Mom, and when She came home She was not mad anymore. She says She will put Her pencils in a box now. That proves it was at least partly Her fault. Right?
Did you hear that? He just put new water in my bowl. I'm going to have a big drink. TaTa for now.
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