I done a bad, bad thing
Yesterday, I done a very bad thing that scairt even me!
Here is what happened: My Mommie heard a very faint scratching sound and could not figure out where it was coming from. Scratch, scratch, scratch. Scratch, scratch, scratch. She looked everywhere for me, but I was nowhere to be found. She called and called and shook my treat jar, but I could not answer! Finally, she tracked down the scratching noise, and here is where I was:I never got in there before! Even though I got in, I could not get out. Finally, I squeezed myself as small as I could go, and my Mommie helped me get back out. She had to pull and twist and turn me. I was a little bit upset and scairt. My Mommie said "Daisy, never do that again!" And then she patted me on the head so I was not scairt any more. That was a bad adventure.
ps: Mommie, I think you need to fix the caulk on the tiles there! And also seal up that open space.
