Last night, my monkey-person's monkey-person neighbor upstairs blew out a pipe leading to her poop place, flooding our den below with torrents of water for over an hour, collapsing the ceiling in several places. I stepped into the foyer and, sitting patiently, watched everything else that happened, only arising to greet the firemen. Later, I slept in a Motel 6 and guarded the door until dawn. Then, my monkey-person took me to a new park, where I wasted no time asserting my dominance over the territory. Including the bridge! Hallie
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