
That's right ... MY CONDO IS GONE!!!!
You'd think I'd be all excited about it.
Freedom and all.
But I'm not.
What if they move my toys too?
I hopped into that basket like a rabbit getting chased by a Westie and hunkered down on top of those toys. Those precious jewels are not going ANYWHERE, my friends.
Where do I hang now?
In the bathtub? Where else are there enclosures on all sides?
Never thought I'd say it, but I kind of miss the confinement.
I know, I know.
Call me crazy.

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