Carter had plucked the bag off the top of the dining room table and carried it to the middle of the living room floor, where he abandoned it when he heard me coming!
I wish I knew how to train him that what I haven’t given him isn’t his to help himself to. SOMEONE also ate a wrapped bakery cookie I had brought home in my laptop bag at the end of last week.
I don’t remember what it was recently that turned out to have definitely been Penny. Normally I just blame Carter. Seems safe.