A Crispy Treasure in the Cabinet
I pushed through the kitchen door with my nose, following the faintest morning rustle. Right at the bottom of the pantry cabinet, the wooden door was cracked open just wide enough for me! Inside, tucked beside a cardboard cereal box, was a sealed, puffy bag of crunchy corn chips. I pressed my front paws right against the smooth, foil plastic. It made the loudest, most glorious crackling crunch under my weight! I leaned my whole chest in, giving it a hearty nudge, and the bag tipped gently onto its side with a satisfied crinkle. Best morning sound ever.
