I like to hide under Mom's bed sometimes.
I've actually pushed her stuff around under there, too, to make tunnels and hidey spots for myself. Pretty cool, huh? She can't see me AT ALL when I'm under there.
The other day I was napping under the bed when Mom rudely decided that I needed to wake up so she could take me out to potty. (She claims it had been 10 hours, but whatever...still rude to wake me.)
She couldn't reach me to wake me up, however, since I was in one of my super secret hidey spots. So instead of just leaving me be, she tried to dig to find me.
She discovered my secret stash...
Before Mom reached me under the bed, she pulled out 8 squeaky toys and 2 socks. I was busted for squeaky hoarding. And, well, sock stealing, too (which I'd never done before...I swear...).
Mom carried my stash out into the living room to photograph the evidence. I couldn't just let the opportunity pass me by, however. I decided to PLAY!
Yep. I rolled in the pile of toys for a while and enjoyed every single minute of it.
What Mom doesn't realize is that I've got an even bigger stash under the OTHER side of her bed...