Phearsom 2.4.12

*Scampers back home to the mansion, runs down the hall to check on Elliot. Leaves the boot sole beside him, peeks out into the hallway. Trots quietly down the hallway, wide awake after my 30 minute power nap. Enters the common room. Looks around.

Jumps up on the large comfy couch...does some test bouncing. Rolls around a bit on its softness, throws pillows off with teeth. Sticks nose in between cushions, pulls out a popcorn piece...eats it. Pushes my honey butter bread into the cushions for later. Bleats

Hops on the couch a while longer, finally tiring. Curls up in a corner of the couch, falls asleep. Dreams of angry raisins*