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Little blue eyes peered this way and that as she snuck into the hallway of the mansion, escaping the room that she and her family slept in. Night was falling quickly, and Artemis knew that she wasn't supposed to go and do anything now, but that certainly was not going to stop her. The little silver-tipped puppy moved down the hallway in what she hoped was a very stealthy manner, ducking herself into an empty room off to the side with an open door. She had explored this room already today, and she knew that if she could get the screen out of the already half-opened window, then she could get into a tree outside and that would be super cool! She could have tried to get outside through the front door, but where was the fun in that? She had already used the stairs a billion times and she didn't think she could get the front door open, anyway. Artemis wouldn't be thwarted by any door! That's why the second story window seemed perfect.
It took some effort, but she finally managed to climb up so that she was standing on the table next to the window, only about a foot away from it against the wall. Now that she was up close, she could see that the window was much less than halfway opened, but that shouldn't be a problem. Not only was she small, but she was small compared to a normal puppy her age, too. With a small wiggle of her butt, Artemis leapt towards the window, catching herself by her front paws on the inside of the window frame. Unfortunately, her jump had sent a pile of books and a glass vase tumbling to the floor, and the crashing and breaking sounds startled her. After a moment of making sure she was alone in the room, Artemis once again resumed her struggle to get inside the window, and when she finally succeeded in getting all four paws up on the window sill, she stuck her tongue out at the floor for good measure.
Pushing the screen out of the window was not as difficult as she had anticipated, and Artemis would've shrieked with joy as it clattered to the ground below her if she had not been trying to be ever-so-sneaky so that she would not get caught. It was a silly thought, of course, since she had already knocked over a stack of books and broken a vase, but she did not think like that. "Now, to try and open the window just a little bit more," she said, sticking her tongue out as she attempted to pull the front half of her body out from underneath the window. She quickly found, however, that she was stuck, only her backside still in the room and her back legs dangling over the inner sill while the front half of her hung over the edge of the windowsill outside. "Hey! I'm stuck! Lemme go, window!" she said indignantly, deciding it was obviously the window's fault that she was stuck. Artemis wiggled to and fro, hoping to free herself.
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