Houses in the UK aren't built with screens, like the Mericky houses. And wiff two Before Fluffies taken to the Bridge on the Nasty Road, Mum doesn't want us to go roaming.
So Daddy maded us our very own screen! It fits into the french doors and means the doors can be open to let in some of that lush fresh air and we can't 'scape!
We likes it VERY much - thank you Daddy!
I was very disturbed this afternoon. We were shut out of the lounge (well, we know why now, 'cos Daddy was building our 'Fresh Air Thingy'). When we were let back in and I had inspected the Fresh Air Thingy,
I wandered off for a bite to eat - inspections are hard work! Well, the kitchen floor was lovely and clean....but where was my FOOD??
This is my dining area. But no tablecloth, no bowls, no FOOD!
MAMA! Don't make me poop on your pillow!
::cq:: oops, sorry Pandy [puts down bowls] I forgot.....