It occurred to me last night that it's been a long time since I've sat on the stairs and sung (sang? singed?) my little heart out. So I waited for the people to be asleep, planted my furry little butt on the landing between the two sets of stairs, and let it rip.

A few minutes later the Woman stumbled out and asked, "Are you all right? It's four in the freaking morning. Why are you making all that noise?"

Sheesh.

Because you missed it, lady, that's why.

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