A package of tortillas disappeared from the kitchen counter while Happy and Leo were house sitting a few weeks ago. Yesterday I came home to find Rufus in his bed working over a moldy, dirt-encrusted, leafy package of tortillas that I can only assume are very same ones that went missing. This might also go a long way towards explaining the moldy hamburger buns I found in the ceramic flower pot last month.
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