King of the Counter

Conquering appliances takes serious energy, and a true master of climbing deserves royal treatment! Since nobody was around to serve me snacks, I waddled across the granite counter to take matters into my own hands. I raided an open box of cheese crackers, wrestling out one massive, golden square nearly half my height. Dragging my prize straight into a shallow cereal bowl, I kicked back against the curved ceramic rim like a king on a velvet throne. Between loud, satisfying crunches, I hummed an insulting song to the empty dark kitchen. Delicious triumph! You'd better respect my snack time.