A Visit to an Old Friend

I was hanging out on the kitchen counter this morning while my person was washing the dishes, so I decided to check in on my old friend, the toaster oven. I was hoping that it might have some toast for me, but when I looked through its window, everything was cold and dark. No matter how much I stared, no toast appeared. After a while I gave up and decided to climb up on top of the oven and chew up the piece of aluminum foil that usually hangs out up there. But, guess what? There wasn’t any foil up there. I walked all around the top of the oven and peeked into all the spaces behind it and next to it, but I couldn’t find the foil anywhere. I wonder where it could have gone. Hmmm. That kitchen is full of mysteries.