"Wilbur locked me in the bathroom," Zoe told me this morning.
"He didn't lock you in the bathroom," I reassured. "He can't reach it."
"No, yesterday," she added.
"Wilbur didn't lock you in the bathroom, he's just a cat."
"No, yesterday."
"Zoe, he doesn't have opposable thumbs, he has paws. Besides, the bathroom only locks from the inside, he can't lock you in from the outside."
"No," insisted Zoe. "Wilbur."
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