I escaped from my crate again the other day. I haven't done that in a while.
Luckily I haven't needed to. But today the bosses were gone for *shudders*
over 5 hours. Can you believe it? I know, I know, it was a miracle we all
survived. I managed to escape so that I could try to go for help. Unfortunately,
the bosses seem to not trust me any more. They closed the bedroom door. I
haven't figured out how to turn that knob yet. I will, one of these days.
So I was free, but unable to go for help and I had nothing to do. So I decided
to look for things to entertain myself. That's when I found out the bosses
REALLY don't trust me any more. They closed the bathroom door too! I was deeply
offended.
The bathroom is all about the tissues. A few weeks ago the bosses both had colds
and I discovered the joyful delights of a trash basket full of used tissues.
Fun! Tasty! When they got over their colds I found that Q-Tips were almost as
much fun, and almost as tasty.
And now the door is closed. Sigh.
So I did the only other thing I could think to do. I took a nap on the Big Bed.
I think Spring and Lyle might have been a little jealous, but what else could I
have done?
