Doesn’t Frieda know that I love playing with her? That when I see her I leap with joy … “It’s Frieda” I say to myself … “How you doing Girl?” and I quickly fall to the floor, flipping over on my back to be tickled. I just love it.
Herself likes to share me with everyone on the fourteenth floor. Although, she tells me to be more tolerant about the four-legged ones because I have to learn to share the hallway with others. You know, I was, for so long, of the impression that the 14th floor hallway and all the residents belonged to me and me alone.
If I’m out in the hall, I’ll meet you there … and not by the door. That’s funny 😉