I’ve never felt so alive! Let me tell you about how I kidnapped a string. It was the most epic thing I’ve ever done. OK. So get this. Mom has this bush. It’s HUGE. Like eight stories tall. And there, somewhere around the fourth floor, was a string tied in a bow. I saw it waving about in the wind and I knew what I had to do. It took daring. It took balance. It took stealth.
I found this photographic proof on the computer. They must have been taken with the security camera. Check me out:
I AM THE STRING HUNTER!!!
PS. Alana here. There’s no security camera (unless you’re a robber. Then yes, there’s a security camera.) I took those photos of Crepes while she was hopping up onto the rather small potted forsythia bush to steal the string I had tied there to minimize wind damage. She did quite well balancing on one back leg, I’ll give her that. However, here’s the part she left out: after stealing the string, I tried to get it back, but she ran off into the house by busting through the screen door and doing a tuck and roll. She did not lie about it being epic. I found her in the bedroom licking the string. Here’s what she forgot to show you: