There I was this morning just like any other morning in my bedroom warm and tucked into bed. I woke up because I knew through my internal alarm that it was time to get mommy up for her worky place.
I went to get mommy up but her bedroom door was shut. That’s when I heard someone in the kitchen. I got kind of excited then because I thought mommy beat me out of bed and was cooking my breakfast. I yawned and softly walked down the hall with my hooves tapping against the wood floors.
I get to the kitchen and guess what? The piggy gate is open. That’s odd but then again mommy is up, right? So I walk into the kitchen. That’s when I started shivering. I saw that evil Don Juan on the stove cooking. He motioned for me to come on over cause he had my breakfast ready. That six inch tall rat is going down for this!