Here is Binga on the short end of the kitchen counter, where she is not supposed to be. Not that that has ever stopped her. But she is not just up there for a random act of badness. She has a plan. Or should I say she had a plan.
She wanted to steal the dog’s dinner, but my human’s boyfriend put it out of reach. Or was it?
Binga wanted it so badly, she was talking to it.
That is how she got caught.