A Sweet Little Pinch

I heard you mention treats, so I trotted straight toward the sweet, buttery scent drifting off the kitchen counter. Resting near the edge was a tall, translucent jar of butter cookies, sealed with a thick pastel rubber band! Hoping to peek inside, I reached up on my toes and grasped the elastic band, trying to peel it downward. But my chubby paw slipped! The rubber band snapped back with a sharp twang, looping neatly over my neck and pinning both of my wide, bat-like ears flat against my head. My round tummy is pressed snugly against the glass, and every time I wiggle my back toes, the rubber just squeaks against the jar.