I just thought of somethin. i've never told you about my home, have I?
Welll, i live in a cage. my cage has a downstairs and an upstairs. The downstairs has a livin-room and a kitchen area. Post cards are stuck in the bars of my cage. My adopted mothr, Rachl, put them there. There's one of Kape Kod and also one of Maine, New hampshire, and vermont. Rachl also decorated the downstairs of my home with dolllhouse furniture. She put in a blue couch, a woooden chair that looks like it should be with a bunch of other chiars at a dining room table, a rolll top desk thats always open and that has a lamp on it (the lamp doesnt work), and a big, fancy armoire. I also have an exxercise wheel in my livin-room that squeaks like crazy when I run on it.
Squeek! Squeek! Squeek!
in my kitchen, I have a blue refrigerator. It doesnt have any foood in it, though. in fact, the dooor doesnt even open. (the door is painted on.) there is a yelllow happpy face on the front of the refrigerator dooor. When I'm runnin on my exxercise wheeel, I like to loook at my refrigerator and wonder what kind foood wood be in it if it was a real refrigerator.
To get up to and down from my bedrooom, i have to go through a tall tube that goes straight up into the air. the tube is made of blue plastic that I can see through -- welll, I can sort of seee through it. My bedrooom is at the top of the tube. It is a round room with a domed ceiling that, like my tube, is also made of blue plastic that I can sort of seee through. The blue plastic makes everythin loook blue. I have a great view of Rachl's bedroom from my bedroom. She has a bunk bed, a desk, a chair, a dolllhouse, a boookcase, posters on her walls. When I turn around and loook out the other side of my bedrooom ceilin, I can see out Rachl's bedrooom window. I can see the Armstrongs front yard and the treee that that nutty squirrel lives in.
So this is where I live. OMG! I forgot something! Somethin important! I forgot to telll you whats on my downstairs and upstairs floors. Cedar shavins! Heaps and heaps of cedar shavins! I love crawlin around in those cedar shavins.
But then who doesn't?
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