Lost, then found

It was good.

IT WAS SO GOOD.

Hiding in the bathtub and nobody knew where I was.

Solitude.

Rare now that Mom is home ... she gets all snuggy snuggy when she has been gone.

Great that she misses me.

Especially after that whole "grounding" episode.

But I can't take it after a while.

So I hide.

But then I blew it.

RATS.

I started chewing on the stopper (dang those crazy uncontrollable choppers of mine!!!!) and they heard me.

Darn it all ... now they know.

If there's no blog tomorrow, it's because I found another hiding spot and I am not willing to come out.

Even for you.

Sorry.