Jeremy heard the key in the front door and thought, “Oh, feathers, I’m in trouble now!”
As his mistress rounded the corner of the kitchen island and looked down at him, Jeremy could see the look of disappointment on her face.
For Jeremy this was worse than anything. He could feel his own eyes begin to well up with tears as he silently telegraphed how sorry he was that he had messed up.
His owner stood there for several long minutes just staring at Jeremy and then suddenly the look of disappointment gave way to amusement and soon she was doubled over in laughter.
Turning on the hot water faucet, she said, “You know, I should just leave you stuck there overnight and maybe you won’t be so curious next time!”
Jeremy sniffed. His butt and tail were already numb. One thing he knew for sure, he’d never go near a bottle of maple syrup again!”
Darnell J. Knauss, Author
Cornelia Wenokor, Illustrator