As I ran through the Living Room and rounded the corner to the kitchen, I knocked a piece of wax paper onto the kitchen floor. I hid behind the counter trying not to giggle and give my whereabouts away. After a minute of not being found, I quietly peeked around the corner. There he was, about 10 feet away, our eyes locked. I was spotted! I jumped back behind the counter, back up against the refrigerator when all the sudden, this little fur ball comes flying around the corner and lands on the wax paper that had fallen on the floor. As soon as all four paws hit the wax paper it began to slide. His rear end sat down and off he went doing a 360 across the kitchen in a perfect sitting position on the wax paper. He's such a dork.
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View on black. Or I will give you a flea bath
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