I nearly gave my mom (and dad) a heart attack!
Monday night mom was watching her favorite (stupid) show, A&E's Intervention, when Lilly came up to her and said Where's Mack??
Mom said I was probably taking my usually 8PM dump outside. Lilly said "Uh Uh I just got back from teetling and he ain't nowheres out there". 
Mom wasn't too worried (yet), so she got up and went out back and I wasn't there. She looked in the garage and I wasn't there. She looked under the pear tree. No Mack.
Then she called for Dad to come help her. He got his flashlight and they searched the property, but still no Macky! They went inside and looked in all the bedrooms, in the walk-in closets and I wasn't there!!
Mom then noticed Ming (our 'mese) had her back all hunched up and was trying to hide between the dresser and nightstand in one of the bedrooms.
Dad took his flashlight and looked under the bed - guess who was there! ME!
I had escaped into the hallway to try and steal kitty's food (and of course grab a couple litter box treatsies).
THEN, Ming sees me tasting her food and gets all indignant and scratched my nose and I run underneath the bed and hide! Her needly fingers hurt, dang it!

Mom isn't too happy with Paris, either. Mom kept asking her "Where's Mack, Where's Mack, Take us to Mack" and this was her response:
Anyway, I got some jail time
I was released early on good behaviour.
Then the next day I pooped ALL over the living room!
So I am in the doghouse with mom and dad. I am trying to look SOOOO pitiful so they will forgive me. Keep your dewclaws crossed it will work!
