Hidden Treats

I got St. Patrick Day treats and they are hidden in the closet. I know because I can see them.  Up in their clear shiny little bags with shamrocks on them.  They call to me, Kitty (trailing off into the distant....Keeeetie).  If I'm good I get one.  Ok, even when I'm a monster I get one.  But I love them and I love my mom and my Auntie who bought them for me.  I am one lucky dog.  If only I were taller.