Lap Rat

Paper Run

A sheet of brown paper appeared on the floor of our room. It lay in the corner, diagonally opposite our house.

With a view to it becoming our bedding, my twin, the unnamed one and I conveyed it as far as the blackboard, where it became stuck under the structure. It was at this point that I took it upon myself to see the job through and set about tearing the paper, piece by piece, to transport back to our bedroom.

Here I am in action....

Say parmigiano reggiano

I welcomed the cheese, but once the lights started flashing I was off

Romula

The puzzled look has now left Helena's face. I think I know why.

The plant stand, upon which we like to sit and enjoy the view, had become occupied by an unusual surface; quite difficult to negotiate. No idea what it was about.


And today, Helena came to remove it. She looked puzzled. Was something amiss?

It might look like a map to you;

to my eyes, it's bedding.

Land of paper and cables

On occasion, we've been able to access the table top from the chair, though I've sensed it's not Helena's intention we should go onto it; we're always swiftly removed when found located on its surface. It's a treasure trove of papers and cables and along one side, two pictures are propped against the wall, creating a darkened tunnel, where we like to hide.