Mommy and Daddy were upstairs this morning, and I did not like that. Sometimes I think they just lock me out of their room to be mean. So, I had to find something to do. I looked and sniffed and looked, and finally found some stuff (toilet paper) to tear up. It’s so fun to chew and pull apart with my paws, and it makes the floor look much better. Don’t Mommy and Daddy want softness on the ground? I thought so. They didn’t seem too happy with me making a “mess”, but I know what I did was right. I just hope that one day they forget to leave the door to that small room (bathroom) open again. Mommy, if you don’t like it, open YOUR door!