There is a tunnel...
I'm checking out the windows
which I can poke my head out of and watch TV. Convenient.
Be careful, there is a monster at the end of the tunnel. Scary, right?
It's just me. Feather toys have become much more fun with this tunnel.
Dad also got me a cube, which I like to take naps in. Luckily for me, Jemma doesn't like to crawl or go into things (if mom is not in there), so I have these toys all to myself.
Meow,
Tofu
