House Rules

One thing I don't like about visiting is that some people have funny house rules.

Like at my Mum and Dad's house: They have a really big room with all sorts of comfy furniture in it -- but they only let humans sit on the furniture! What is up with that? Also, my Mum keeps most of the beds in secret rooms behind closed doors. Only my Dad lets me go in his bedroom, but his bed is really tall, and I cannot jump that high.

There is one room, however, in which Laura and I usually stay when we visit. That room is supposed to have my bed in it. But ever since Laura moved our big red bed to our new home, it's been hard to find a place to sleep in my Mum and Dad's house, even in our old room.


Hmph! Laura didn't leave much room up here for me. I don't know why all of her bags need to be on this sofa.


Hah! I made a spot for me!


Shh! Don't tell anyone I'm up here!


Uh-oh. Someone's coming.


If I pretend to be asleep, maybe they won't make me get down.

Visiting

Laura brought a car home this week and we used it to go and visit my Mum and Dad. I like to visit them and all of my other friends who come 'round to see me at their house like Melissa and Leanne.

Laura took me to visit my friends Barb and Trevor too, which I guess was okay. (Barb poked me in the bum and then she stuck my arm with a needle, but afterwards she gave me a pretty red bracelet, so I decided to forgive her.)

Sometimes when I am at my Mum & Dad's house my friend Claire comes to visit me -- but she didn't come this time. I was sad about that. Claire didn't come to my birthday party either. I haven't seen her in a long time and I miss her.



Maybe I can help Laura to find another reason to have a party, and then Claire could come to it.