We lived on the top floor of an ultra cool sky flat in Minnesota. That explains the painted concrete floor I'm walking on. Actually, I was doing more than walking but pacing back and forth in front of the closed bathroom door.
You see, Big Daddy Dave got just a little too close to my perch because he wasn't paying attention so I decided he had invaded my personal space and I tried to jump on him, which scared the living you know what out of him and he ran while yelling mom's name.
It wasn't so much that he closed the bathroom door but locked it as well! Mom had to explain that I hadn't learned how to unlock doors yet! When I do, he's in big trouble.
Same are you really in MN?
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