Operation Sneak Back In

Evening street danger was great, but my belly was totally depleted and my fur felt grimy! I trotted back down the sidewalk on tired stubby feet and scrambled straight up to our porch. The heavy front door was shut tight, but right at the bottom, the stiff rubber weatherstrip offered a millimeter of clearance! Supreme stealth infiltration! I dropped onto my plush belly, shoved my head into the narrow dark gap under the wooden door, and kicked furiously against the welcome mat bristles with both back feet. With one final frantic squirm, POP! I squeezed right through into the hallway, collapsing flat on the polished floorboards like an exhausted secret agent!