Today, Da knocked on the door, and when I went outside, he stepped up to the stoop and grasped my mailbox. You can see it in the picture, shining yellow.
He then pulled the door shut, and locked me out. No joking, I was locked out of my own house. As you can see in the photo, he was then pretending he didn’t know what he did, and ‘innocently’ playing with HRH.
There he is, busy making his ‘business’ calls. I have to say, today he was a real chatterbox on the phone, and could not stop talking. I had to give him his own phone to get mine back.
