Dear Lady Olivia d'Flufferuni,
I this house, I’m the one dancing around in the kitchen - it’s mostly when I smell raw fish, but my mommy will not even look at my new dance steps, she turns her back and stands there with an ugly looking huge sharp piece of metal. However, this is the exiting moment... a few pieces will normally fall right right into my mouth, if I do the right dance steps. ;)
There’s also this thing in the kitchen that all of a sudden goes ‘bip.. bip.. bip. It used to send me flying out, but now, it has the opposite effect - do you wonder why? It’s because I know treats are ready. :D
Your step teacher,
Fister
Don Juan's mom, I hope the worst is over now! :) Get better!