By michupa on Skatehive
They left the house and forgot the trash can right where I can reach it. Strange. They never forget this trash can here. Could this be a trap to test my honesty, or an opportunity? Look how wonderful. Lots of different trash, all used, full of incredible smells. This aroma is completely different from that expensive food, good for my health, balanced and nutritious, that I eat every day. Honestly, I can't stand that food anymore. Today I want to live dangerously. Today I want to indulge in junk from the trash. But should I eat it? It's hard to get anything out of here. On second thought, I'll just stick my head in and try to find something. Just a little bit. Oops... What happened? Why is this stuck in my throat? Hey, get out of there. Damn. That's not helping, it's going in deeper and deeper. Now it's stuck in my belly. That's it. They're going to find out everything and I'm going to get in big trouble... Maybe there's still a way out. I'll lie down here on the stairs, very quietly, p