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<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"A while ago, the bedroom door had been left open, so Betsy and I went in to explore. We also found that the closet had been left open, so we explored that, too. It was fun – there was this shoe-rack-thing on the floor that we could squeeze behind, under the hanging clothes, all the way in the back – and nobody could see us! Perfect!<\/p>\n
At least, it was perfect until mom & dad started looking everywhere for us. Eventually they found us in the closet, and we had to get out. But it was a fun place, so we remembered it.<\/p>\n
Today, my dad left the bedroom door open for a few minutes while he was doing that weird “shaving” thing, and Betsy and I took advantage of it! We snuck in, right under his nose! He didn’t even notice us when he came in and closed the bedroom door. So we hung out in the closet for a bit… until dad realized we were gone and came looking for us. By now, he knew where to look – and he found us right away.<\/p>\n
Still, Betsy and I didn’t want to leave the room – we hardly ever get to go in there! So he was trying to get us to leave, but Betsy and I had decided to stay. So we ran around his legs and kept running back and forth around the bed, avoiding the doorway.<\/p>\n
Unfortunately, dad was… persistent… and eventually he chased us out. You’re no fun, dad!<\/p>\n
After all that excitement, I got a bite to eat, used my litter box, and came back into dad’s office and plopped down on\u00a0 his chair. I was a little upset with him for chasing us out, but it was kind of fun, while it lasted!<\/p>\n
-Gus<\/p>\n
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