Natasha loves nothing better than to shred paper - newspaper, toilet paper, or paper towels. Usually there's someone around to stop her before too much damage is done. But one morning, she found herself alone in the kitchen . . .
"Oh-oh, I think I hear someone coming!"
"Maybe I should just hide under here."
"On second thought, maybe it would be better to move a few feet away . . ."
"Why, HELLO there, Summer!"
Hmm. Summer does NOT look pleased about this.
"Honestly, Summer, I'm as baffled as you are as to how this could have happened."
"Well, if you're going to be THAT way about it, I'll just go out this door into the pen . . . see you later . . . "