Burnie

Earlier this week I had what I call "an attack of neat" and decided it was time to wash some windows and curtains. I started with my bedroom curtains, I took them down and washed them.

Everything was going along just great until I decided to rehang them. I had forgotten to close the bedroom door and Burnie came in "to help". Here he is on the stepstool.

No matter how I tried, he wouldn't leave.

Eventually, he got bored, or maybe he was late for his nap, and he left and I was able to continue putting my room back together.

Next time, I'll remember to check on his whereabouts and close the door.