Pick Pocket

I gots in big trouble tonight when mum & my hooman sisters got home from a basketball game. I had left ebidence that I had picked mums pockets again! See, sometiems she keeps treats in her pants pockets. So I know now there is a chance I can find something yummy in them. What I do is pull the pants off the deck to the big tub in the bathroom where she puts them when taking them off (and forgets or doesn't have time to run them to the hamper). Then I know to stick my nose in those hole things they puts in pants just to hold treats.

I didn't find any treats tonight though but I did find this berry cool plastic thing that made for great chewing! I bets it made my teeth super clean too! But mum didn't think it was such a great idea apparently. She said it (used) to be a berry important thing. She told me I was **gasp** a naughty girl! But then she started to giggle & I knew it was ok.

She thought it would be kinds of funny to take a picture with my new toy. Some kind of debalit card or something. See how sorry I looked? It's a good thing my innocent good looks can make her forgive me in no time.

Byes the way, she knows it was me because I'm the only one smart enough to pick pockets! She also said she has caught me a few times doing it but I don't believe her a bit...