Uh, oh, somebody’s ringing our doorbell!
OH, NO, IT’S MAMA AND PAPA BACK HOME AND CAN’T FIND THEIR HOUSE KEYS!
So do they really think I’m about to open that door? No way, Jose. I’m outta here because while their scruffing around in mama’s huge bag to try to let themselves in, I have to run around this place and CLEAN UP after my little vacation.
KEEP RINGING, MAMA. I’m trying to reach the door knob but I’m not quite up to it, haha.
UH, OH, THEY’RE GOING TO SNEAK AROUND TO THE BACK DOOR TO SEE IF IT’S STILL OPEN FOR ME TO GO IN THE GARDEN!!!
I HEAR THE LOCK. THEY FOUND THEIR KEYS!!! Those guys NEVER give anyone around here fair warning about anything! I just hope they don’t find my food pouch wrappers under their bed…or the kibble. IN it.