My people are always leaving the house for a bit. I dont know where they go and why they dont bring me, but I've been thinking of ways that I can stowaway.
I tried crawling into their shoes, but all I could fit in was my head. It smelled in there anyway. But then i spotted something lying on the floor of my room...it looked big enough to store me.
*squeezes in* if i dont move or breathe, i should be okay. Wow, I've really plumped up these past few months!
well, is anybody gonna pick up their bag? I guess I accidentally went into the wrong one.