February 2nd 2010 7:21 am
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What is all this ruckus? I have spent the last 5 days locked out of the blessed room my folks call the "kitchen." My food and water is in the wrong place, I have to go out the front door to do my bizness, and mom & dad won't play with me. I keep dropping my squeaky at their feet and barking to let them know I want to play, but they keep telling me they can't right now. What is going on? There's lots of hammering on the kitchen floor and the fuzzy carpet is gone now, replaced by this cold, hard, stone stuff. But that's cool... I can slide on it!! Woo HOO!