Wednesday 9 December 2009

Dinner time

I'm not supposed to be in the room when people are eating but sometimes, I happen to be there when the food comes in. If I stay very quiet, tucked in behind the big chair by the big cosy, warm white thing, they don't always notice me. The trouble comes when I want to get out of the room. That's when I try and tiptoe out and hope they don't see me. I don't think they do although I have heard the she boss whisper something like "Don't look down now" so perhaps they're just pretending. I hear all these lights everyone's putting up is something to do with pretending there's a big red man called Father Christmas. People eh. You wouldn't catch me lying like that.

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