Mom was out and about today with Wriggley. When she came home, she emptied his treat pouch and set it aside...she thought out of kitty-reach. Well, I could smell something good and I wanted to check and make sure that pouch was really empty...you know, to help out an all.
I stuck my head inside to sniff and have a look-see...only... I couldn't get my head back out! Hey! Who turned out the lights? Mom heard me scramblin and looked around to see me backing all over the place with this little bag on my head! She tried to help me get it off but whenever she grabbed for it or me I got even more scared and tried to run away. Finally after what seemed like furrever she was able to grab the bag so I could get my head out - before I freaked out too much and ran all over the house. Whew!
Uh oh, here's the bag monster again...I gotta go!
I'm really scared ot this bag now!
Be careful, Minnie, it will eat your head!