30th October 2016

This was a memorable day for me. Dad just sat down for breakfast and as usual I just jumping on his leg for food. I knew he would cave at some point and give me something.

This time he just left his sandwich on the table and walked away.

I could smell the fresh toast and the fried eggs and I couldn't wait for dad to come back. But he was reading the paper in the hall.

Feeling impatient, I continued to jump on the chair. To my surprise, I managed to climb it. Now finally sitting on the chair, it was much easier for me to reach the table.

Without hesitation I quickly grabbed the top slice of bread and jumped off the chair and made a beeline to my house before anyone saw me.

It worked!

Soon when dad came back to finish his sandwich, he look at his plate in confusion, wondering where the top layer disappeared to.

Burp! No witnesses..... but I guess they still figured it out in the end.