I was never allowed into my younger person’s room. Something about he didn’t want dog hair all over his room. I’m not sure why. I’ve got dog hair all over me and I’m not having a problem with it.
So today my person and my younger person were talking to each other on the phone. My person had gone into my younger person’s room to look for something, and she left the door open. So I thought I’d check it out. After all, he doesn’t need that room anymore. I don’t have my own room. Maybe I can turn this into my room.
Hey, this is really cool. My younger person left some really good stuff in here. I’m taking over this room for sure.
Oops. Here comes my person. Hey person, look what I found. Can this be my room now?
What? Wait a minute. Why are you dragging me out by my collar? This room doesn’t belong to anybody anymore. I figured it was fair game.
Why are you throwing all that good stuff away? People just don’t understand.