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I can't remember. And even if I did, I'm not sure I would tell on Fluffy. She's almost like a sister to me.

That's F L U F F Y and I live at 105 Maple Avenue in NY, NY. I was right here at 3:00 when the aledged cookies was taken from the counter. Anyone knows cats do not like cookies.

I just glad that I don't live in the house with Fluffy and Rex. Rex's little guy is okay, but did you see the size of his feet?

I don't believe my dad, Rex, took the cookies. I know he would have saved me one.

Fluffy the cat pushed the cookies off of the counter, Rex ate every one of them. We were good boys, good boys, good boys.

A llingering look, alittle hint here and there, show her that you care, and look, the little lady made me a present with her little shiny hands. They are absolutely trainable.

We were looking out the window - about 3:00 on Tuesday. We could see into the Albertson's kitchen window. Fluffy pushed the cookies box onto the floor - there was a thump, a chase and then silence. It ended about 3:12. Right Francesca?

All I saw was Fluffy pushing the cookies off of the counter down onto the floor. This was around 3:00. I swear, it was Rex and Fluffy. Smell my breath -- no cookies.

Okay, Fluffy, we're almost there. Now push the cookie bag off of the counter. I promise, I'll share.....

All dressed up and no where to go.

You know you want me.

THIS IS THE CUTEST - I'M SHARING THIS WITH OUR SEWING GUILD - THANKS FOR SUCH A SIMPLE & TIMELY PROJECT