Do you ever have a problem with humans moving the furniture? I mean, you get up in the morning and find out that the environment is all discombobulated?
Green Thumb keeps feeding my forts into that machine. Stick by stick they turn into nothing a chipmunk could hide in. It's just appalling.
It's getting down to forty degrees tonight and I haven't got my winter coat yet. I don't quite know what I'll be doing tonight, but I suppose you will be all tucked in warm and safe in your usual place. You certainly have your bread buttered on both sides.
Hunkering down, Chippy
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