I’ve been in England continually now for about a week. I must say, I love it, although the weather does cause frizz in my fur.
My new job is thrilling, especially after the long hours of paper clip sorting. That former occupation was so dull that I even brought Ernest along for a day. He certainly could not go to work with me now.
Speaking of the little bag, Grapes and I have been discussing the possibility of preschool. It would be nice for him to learn to type properly. Apparently, however, they don’t teach typing in kindergarten in the US. I wouldn’t know, I skipped that year after the other children attempted to stone the genius in their class. Of course, they failed, as I was and am stealthy.
