There's a big problem today. Everything was totally cool this morning with the playing and the breakfast and the belly rubbing and all the good stuff. But now I have encountered a big problem. A big one, like the kind I don't like to have. I must find out what has happened to my squeaky squirrel…

My friend's food is so much better than anything else I can get my paws on around here. Which is why I took his sandwich and ate it. Yuppers, it was totally me. And it was so good too, almost as good as that bite of pizza I snagged the other day. But here's the problem...