I am out of sight under the bed in my special cosy that makes me invisible. There is a lot of thumping going on and other noises. I will stay here where I feel safe.
I hope Lynettea is safe. I can’t rip open the foil packets of food by myself. But I think I could get into the dry food if I have to open something.
The truth is I am used to having a servant. I don’t want to fend for myself. But I hope for the best.
