So, I keep forgetting that I have a hard time fitting under Mom and Dad's bed. When my toy rolls under there, I rush under the bed to get it back. The problem comes when I try to get back out. Tonight Mom and Dad were in the kitchen and didn't realize I was in trouble until I whined a little. Then, instead of rescuing me, they just took pictures!
As you can see, I was able to save my toy from the monsters under the bed.
But then I was stuck until Dad lifted the end of the bed so I could crawl out!
Have you ever seen a more pitiful face?!?