Hello. It's Belinda.
Is it cold where you live?
It's super cold here.
I'm writing this on Thursday and there's a big storm coming this weekend. My roommate said the temperature might "go below zero."
That's too cold in my opinion.
Come on.
And that brings me to a little "misadventure" I had yesterday.
It all started with last week's blog when I mentioned where my friend Poppy sleeps.
I wrote that "Poppy also snoozes under the table by the front door to smell the outside air coming under the door."
I thought that was such a good idea that I decided to try it myself.
And the whole thing went "sideways" so I thought I’d warn you. Just in case you want to try it too.
As you might know, Little Fang, the English and I live on the bottom level of the house. My roommate calls it our "burrow."
But it’s not a burrow. It’s a big room with a furnace, washing machine, utility sink, dryer and window on one side.
On the other side, Little Fang and the English hang out in big exercise pens. When I say big I mean “ginormous.”
Over in the corner you'll find the steps that go up to the kitchen. And also a heavy door that leads to the yard outside.
That's the door I wanted to use to try out Poppy's fresh air trick.
But there was only one problem.
My roommate keeps a heavy stuffed tube up against the bottom of the door. Sort of a fat "snake" made out of cloth.
I think it's some sort of decoration.
Last night, after dinner, I waited until I heard my roommate stop moving around upstairs. That meant she was on the couch, watching her shows.
Time for me to enjoy some outside air.
I made my way across the room and put my front paws on the "stuffed snake" resting against the bottom of the door.
I dug and dug at it. Rolled it behind me.
Which was fun if you want to know the truth.
The good news is my plan worked. Immediately after I got that tube out of the way, a "gust" of air blew under the door.
It smelled so nice. Poppy knows that I’m talking about.
I let it hit my whiskers too.
After a few minutes of air sniffing, I "retired" to my sleeping rug. All that fresh air made me sleepy.
I had nodded off for about 10 minutes when it started.
"Hey!"
Oh brother.
"Hey!"
It was Little Fang.
I stood and turned to her.
What do you want?
"I'm cold. There's a draft blowing on my hidey house."
I didn't know what to do.
"I'm also cold."
It was the English.
Then he said it.
"You broke the door."
I thumped and glared at him.
I did not break the door!
"Why did you break the door?"
That was Little Fang again.
Enough was enough.
If you want to know if I pushed the big stuffed snake back in place, the answer is yes.
Poppy, if you are reading this, I want you to know that I tried.
As for everyone else, I hope you all are staying warm during this super-cold week. Let me know how you are in the comments.
And add your winter "tips."
My advice is leave the doors alone.
Sincerely,
Belinda
Spokesrabbit, Small Pet Select
Inventor of the First Chew holiday
Word for 2025: "Ask"
Word for 2026: TBD
Belinda@smallpetselect.com
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