I'm not naming names here.

[Boris]

So, last night, Mom and Dad decided that sliders would be dinner. They had gone out, and there really was not time to cook, so, sliders it was.

Dad had a couple of double-cheese sliders, and Mom ordered 3 regular sliders.

Someone, and I'm not naming names here, left a bag on the kitchen counter with an uneaten slider.

Someone, and I'm not naming names here either, found that bag at about 2 AM and was able to extract the slider from the bag.

Someone, and I'm not naming names, pulled the slider out, took off the top bun, and deposited it under the dining room table. Apparently, I s/he doesn't like bread.

When Dad woke up today, he found that half-bun, but was unable to find the rest of the burger. I was able to help him out by locating it, and depositing the burger patty and bottom bun on the kitchen floor.

Good boy, I am!

[brenda]

Love you so much, Boris! Good boy!

[George K]

When I saw the top bun in the dining room this AM, I was fully expecting to find all kinds of cat puke somewhere.

Fortunately, there hasn't been any.

Yet.