Home alone

I am all busy when my people leave. Today I chewed up a box of Kleenex and a book. My person told me it's a good thing that I'm cute.

Update: last night when my people left, I helped myself to some chocolate chips. My person had to call the vet. She said "Yes, he is a client there. Last time I called he'd eaten an ant trap." I was just fine. Last night I was all fired up from the sugar and caffeine.