The smart thief

He followed her everywhere she went, never leaving her side. He wanted to know the key to unlock the doors. Off late, this house seemed to be obsessed with locks. They kept every tiny object locked, irking him in every possible way. He stealthily looked at her hands as the unsuspecting woman of the house, turned the key and unlocked the door. His hungry eyes feasted on the treasures that lay inside. After closing the door, she turned the key to lock it but left the key at the key hole for unknown reasons. His heart chuckled silently at her stupidity. “This is going to be easy. Eh!” he thought.

He was loved dearly by everyone at home and he knew he could get away with it. He had no remorse or regret of fooling them. He was impatiently waiting for his chance. Finally, when his wait came to an end, he tried to unlock the door of known treasures. But to his dismay, he couldn’t reach the key as the keyhole was way above him. He tried to force open the door, but it did not budge. Grudgingly, he tip toed to the nearby cupboards. They had some sort of latches installed very recently. He had seen her, open the latch by sliding her finger on it and he tried to mimick the move without success. “It seemed to be easy when she opened it.” He thought. 

By now he was losing his patience and time. He knew she would come here any time. With all his might, he pulled the latch till the adhesives holding it to the cupboards gave away. Congratulating himself for this achievement, he opened the cupboard and took out his favorite toy – “Pressure Cooker” and started playing with it, clinging and clanging the cooker’s body with its lid. She came running to him, shouting at his dad, “Honey! The baby proofing isn’t working with our kid. After making futile efforts at opening the refrigerator, he pulled out this new latch.”