Thursday, December 28, 2006
Poor Harry
I went into the beroom that is currently a sort of storage room and was looking for something. It was a while later I heard this plaintive "meeeowwwww............ meeeowww" Took me longer than I am sure Harry appreciated before I realized he had followed me into the room and was locked in it.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
0 comments:
Post a Comment