A Thing for Paper Towels

I have a thing for paper towels.  Whenever I see one on our coffee table and no one is looking, I grab it, shred it, and eat it.  I can’t tell you how many times that Wen has busted me for eating paper towels, but every time that she sees me sneaking up on one or catches me in the act of eating one, she springs into action and snatches the paper towel away from me either half-eaten or before I can grab it.

I guess that eating too much of a paper towel could be potentially dangerous and cause a blockage, but I try to eat them anyway, even though I always get in trouble when I get caught, because they are fun to chew.  Wen had better be on her game and keep an eye on me, because evidently, I can’t help myself.  I have a serious thing for paper towels.