on the move...
the pitter-patter of little feet sounds a lot more like a rumbling herd of buffalo. what are they doing upstairs?
the cats keep coming to me, as if to say "what ARE these creatures, and when will they stop? tearing up the house and racing around is OUR job!"
the cats keep coming to me, as if to say "what ARE these creatures, and when will they stop? tearing up the house and racing around is OUR job!"