The Great Sofa Cushion Heist

My cat Mochi and dog Duke are sworn rivals—until I moved sofa cushions to wash them. Mochi spots a hidden bread crumb under one, leaping for it. She knocks Duke into a pile of cushions, turning him into a wobbly striped sausage. I found them tangled in fabric: Mochi’s nose dusted with crumbs, Duke’s tail stuck in a pillow fold. Chaos, but way cuter than laundry.

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