Busted ...

We had not bought any Sensables. I knew Big Ed, who was not home, had some in the refrigerator in his room. I told J that I would borrow one and replace it when we made a run to resupply.

In Big Ed's room, I rummaged through the boxes in his fridge. Nothing appeared appetizing, so I closed the door and turned to see the cat, sitting in the exact middle of the room, staring at me. Her gaze was intense with amazement. I explained that it was not theft but would have been a loan. She just kept giving me "the look."

Talk about being busted ...