Sylvester here, in the Larder/Laundry Room.
Please pardon the clutter. Mommy is not nearly as tidy as she would like you to believe, there's stuff shoved in here all higglety-pigglety. It's a great place to explore--there's always something new to
get into inventory.
Do you see what is to the right of me? It's a plastic bag! I loveLoveLOVE plastic bags.
Mommy is a Good Egg, she pulled one down for me...
...and ran for the camera!
These bags are quite tasty, they're nice and sturdy, unlike a flimsy bread bag which are my more usual, pedestrian fare.
They take a licking and keep from sticking!
(with a nod to the old Timex ads)
Mommy was making weird noises here.
She's just jealous her tongue doesn't twist like a möbius strip.
Oh plastic bag, you are simply wonderful. I could lick you for hours.
And Mommy, you ain't half bad either. Just keep these lovely lapable bags coming and I'll be the Happiest Tuxedo Boy in the house.
XX Sylvester XX