look! I told you, a big small house with tiny people in. They have a piano, two cats,and another small house for the children to play with.
They need a table in the kitchen, the children are savages eating their supper on their laps on the sofa, at least they don't have a TV, there are some standards,
Things will change when AB builds the basement then they will have a dinning room, and tiny winy knives and forks that don't cut up the food with no smell that won't come off the plate.
Today I am HIGH MAINTENANCE HOUND,
two days ago I turned out the bin and ate roast pork, westies tummy's don't like roast pork! It was very nice all that lovely piggy fat and the crunch crackly outside skin, but yesterday I kept being sick, bright yellow water, it has turned the cream carpet green in the PSB's room..............
so today AB has cooked me rice and peas and carrots with a little bit of roasted chicken oh heaven. She only gave me a Little but it was SOOOOOO nice, now having run around the garden trying to catch the bats I shall lie in front of the fire on my sheepy for the evening.
BTW who has fiddle with the sun it stayed up too late, the moon is late it doesn't match the wall time and the children won't go to bed and AB is going to have a hissy fit!