Mom and Dad have been getting really annoyed with me lately because I keep trying to get into their suitcase. I've been getting up at night while they sleep, trying to figure out how to open every pocket.
But Dad wakes up and shouts at me
"Tobey, quit it!! Get back in bed!"
So this morning, after Dad went to work, I had Daisy help me break in to the suitcase.
Something smells REALLY good in there.
Like me, Daisy failed to find the source of the
VERY GOOD SMELL.
Mom finally saw how *exasperated* we were, and took pity on us.
She looked in the suitcase and didn't see anything, until she unzipped the front pocket and found
She had forgotten that she had put a package of these morsels of magic into her suitcase while she was cleaning up at the lake.
If you were wondering what I'd like for Christmas ....