I was on top of the kitchen counter, just a normal borrower providing for himself and his family, who lived inside the walls of this massive human landhouse.

I currently were just grabbing some sugar cubes, stuffing them into the hand-made borrowing bag I carried everywhere I went, while making sure to be as silent as possible, as to not wake the humans up. It was late though, the moonlight entering the main window, so I felt confident in my area of expertise.