Mom says it's just a little, teeny tiny thing and that I shouldn't worry about it. (That alone tells me I am being lied to.)
Mom never lies to me. (Well except when she jams me in the PTU and tells me it's going to be OK. And actually, it does turn out OK in the end, so I guess...)
REALLY? I mean, really? There's a room that has windows along one whole wall. What does she mean there's no place to put my cat hammock?
This is not good.
