You know, the ones my person keeps talking about that for some reason are taking all her time from helping me with my blog.
But just as I went for my hat there was a knock on the door.
Knocks on the door are always exciting.
It means there’s a person on the other side.
And it was one of my friends.
He said he came to see Gizmo because Gizmo used to live with him.
But I know different.
He was looking for an excuse to come see me.
I’m all worn out now.
I’ll investigate those weird animals tomorrow.