I woke up to a mystery this morning.
Now, I may not keep the most tidy home, but I'm certain I didn't leave some white cardboard and foil in the middle of the room.
And that foil looks to be licked clean. I guess I should check what I left on the counter last night.
Hmmm. Lots of crumbs, leftover cooking utensils, and there's the top to a Velveeta . . .
. . . but I don't see the bottom, the foil that encased it or the HALF A BLOCK of cheese that was left in it.
I can put these clues together.
Professor Toby in the kitchen with a hungry belly.
You see, I give Toby glucosamine pills for his clumsy joints. I have to put these in Velveeta to get him to eat them every day. And that was the last thing I did before I went to bed last night. And I must have been too sleepy - you know since it was the unGodly hour of 8:45 pm - to put the cheese away.
I guess Toby decided he didn't have enough of that delicious pill coating. Understandable motive, because Velveeta is processed cheese-like substance at it's best.