Cat in a box

Dear Sabine,

While I know you think you are safe underneath the table, you have failed to recognize that, unlike a 1-way mirror, I can SEE YOU. Maybe when you were itty bitty and could sorta hide under whatever was on top of the table you had a chance, but you barely fit under the table these days–especially with your fat racoon tail sticking out all over the place.

Love,
Us

You aren’t fooling anyone, Sabine.

Hello grouch face, we can see you

Now she’s all pissy because I discovered her hideout.