Cookie Snatcher

This morning, I was baking cinnamon cookies for church. I took them out of the oven, let them cool on the rack, then stacked them to bag up.
I got called away by Jennie for a moment, and turned my back. That's when I saw him- the cookie snatcher, in a blaze of furry, rushing by me. I didn't tell him he had to give it back, but he seemed to want to clear his conscience. By the look on his face, you would have thought I was yelling at him instead of laughing!