Mom puts all this stuff on the table and the adds this paper and proceeds to wrap everything. She tried to get me to sit on the paper, but, you know, I'm getting wise to the ways of this woman. She had the camera nearby. I knew she was attempting to create a photo shoot and, well, my treat amount has not been increased since posing for that pumpking back in October. I'm not interested in cooperating now. Plus, she's got this stuff called "tape". I accidentally got into that a couple years ago and man that's nasty. So, you know what, I didn't even go into the living room while she was wrapping. Let her be. That's a good motto for right now.
But the table got cleaned off over the weekend.
See? In place of boxes and paper, she has me! I can even stretch out.
Thankfully, the whole paper thing was just temporary. Now I can go back to doing what I do best, looking gorgeous while supervising.