Mommmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, quick let me in. The Silvie and JD are busy. This is my chance to go dig up whatever they buried and clean up. Yea I said clean up. Come on, somebody with thumbs open the door so I have time to do my search and seizure. I do believe in one of my past lives I was an ATF agent.
ATF, noooo not a Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms... who cares about that stuff? ATF is ALL TREATS & FOOD. The important stuff.
JD has a habit tucking things into daddy's chair. That's an easy search. But the Silvieon4 is a master and burying things. I mean the girl is good. Creative one might say. She hides things in plain sight.
Nonnnnnnnaaaaaa, moooooooooommmmmmmaaaaa, dadddddddddyyyyy I need to get inside ASAP.
I must take full advantage of my opportunities.
[ Momma's note....The Wendy did get in and she did conduct a full search and seizure of one tiny piece of turkey jerky] and she deeply resents the vacuum cleaner. It seems to beat her to the task.]