Wednesday, 2 September 2009

This is so not fair. I am a lonely, miserable boy. At 4.30am after a playful morning nip or two of Äiti's ankles, I found myself locked out of the bedroom. My Silver Tabby Toy and duvet and big bed were all locked inside and I could not get them. It was such a long wait until Äiti finally got up and we had breakfast. Why is she so cruel? Why can't she understand that Silver Tabby Toy is great but there's nothing quite like the taste of toes and feet in the middle of the night ?

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