Falsely Accused

This is what Mom's bed looks like when she leaves it in the mornings:

This is what Mom's bed looks like when she comes back in the evenings:

And then she says to me, "You've been sleeping in my bed, haven't you?"

And I am like, "Look, lady, I'm not even in your room! See how I'm waiting just outside, like THE BEST DOG IN THE WORLD?"

"And also? The way I refuse to look you in the eyes right now is a sure sign of my innocence."

But still, Mom blames me for this. ME! STILL! Have you ever heard such wild accusations in all your life? I know! I mean, it's obvious that we have a smallish ghost problem. Yes, obviously Mom's bed is haunted. By a smallish ghost. With short black hair. Obviously. DUH.

I am soooooooo mistreated around here! Hmph!

-Comfort