Caught red handed
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“Milo?” she called nervously, following the trail of crumbs. Her voice shook as she stepped around the mess, searching. She finally spotted him on the kitchen counter.
Half his body was inside a cereal box, his muzzle dusted with crumbs. Milo froze, eyes wide—not guilty, just startled, as though caught in the act.
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