Wendy gazed at the hardwood flooring beneath her paws.
She sniffed the air and gazed around.
She spied, against the far wall, facing the window, a large fish tank with six fat orange goldfish swimming lazily around.
The fish movements became more rapid as Wendy drew nearer.
Wendy eyed the plump fish and licked her lips. She pawed at the glass.
Getting on her hind legs she stared in the tank.
Saw the blueish green pebbles coating the glass bottom of the tank. Noticed the the small wooden ship figure and the gray plastic castle on the bottom as well as the fake seaweed sticking straight up.
Grinning, she pushed the tank off its stand.
The glass shattered as the tank struck the floor. Water ran everywhere and the pebbles spilled out.
The fish flopped around amidst the mess.
Wendy bent down and scooped the goldfish into her mouth with her tongue.
Tossing her head her back she swallowed the fish whole and continued walking to the kitchen.
She eyed the room. Then made a beeline for the refrigerator. She stopped in her tracks and put her front paws on the counter.
She used her paw and knocked a baking dish on the floor.
She sniffed and licked her lips as she helped herself to the brownies she had spilled.
Wendy lifted her head and gazed across the room and saw another refrigerator. She walked towards it and gripping the dish towel hanging by the door handle, pulled it open.
Wendy gasped as she saw all kinds of goodies. Cake, more brownies, muffins, cupcakes and even cookies were stuffed on the shelves.
"I think ill have a sample of their goodies." Wendy said to herself. "After all, sugar IS bad for your health."
Grinning, Wendy went to town on the sugar sweets.
Chewing loudly, she ate everything. Before long, the fridge was empty.
Baking pans and containers littered the floor.
Licking the crumbs from her lips, she heads towards the other fridge across the room.
This one had no dish towel hanging from it.
Standing on her hind paws, she wrapped her jaws around the door handle and pulled.
She drooled at the sight of the food in the fridge.
She eyed a pot on the bottom shelf.
"Hmmmm. What's this?" Wendy wondered.
She dragged the pot out of the fridge.
It landed on its side.
It made a clanging sound when it hit the floor.
The lid fell off and stew poured out.
She could see bits of corn, onion, tomatoes and other ingredients.
She sniffed and licked some up with her long tongue. She gagged nd spat it onto the wall.
Rubbing her paw over tongue, she swatted the pot away. It flew across the room and laid still.
"Yuck! That's disgusting." she groaned.
Turning she pulled a package of raw ground beef out of the fridge. She ripped open the plastic wrapping and bent down to eat.
And froze.
She yanked her head up and stared across the room.
Stared.
Stared at Nancy, who was hiding under the kitchen table with her cell phone in her hands.
The phone was pointing in Wendy's direction.