Adele’s home! Adele’s home! Adele’s…
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!!!! What the heck??? She’s GOT to be delirious!! She just went into my crate and plopped right down in there… all snuggled in… in MY HOUSE! That’s MY HOUSE! She doesn’t even go into her own house unless it’s to have breakfast or dinner and then rushes right out if she can. Now she’s all snuggled in MY HOUSE!! I think I’ll picket… or form a protest… or maybe… I’ll just slide down and wait outside its door until she gives (m.e.) back MY HOUSE…
Gotta think this through some more…
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Adele just assumed since I told her my house was her house, that M.E.’s house is also her house.