My human came into his sleeping room and put lots of bags on the floor. This was exciting.
He left the room.
I got up from my nap, stretched, then jumped down onto the floor to see what was in the bags... was it food?
I sniffed the first bag. No food.
I sniffed the second bag. No food.
I sniffed the third bag. No food.
I sniffed the fourth bag. Chicken?
I pawed the bag.
I clawed the bag.
My human came running in; 'Clive, what are you doing?'
I blinked at him.
I pawed the bag again.
He opened it up, I stuck my head in it... and there was no food.
I sniffed the fifth bag. No food.
What is the point in my human bringing home bags if none of them contain food?
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