Well I simply have to jump in here. It’s high time I got more blog space. Where should I begin? Bucks, I suppose. What is his problem? He keeps running on about catnappers. Give me a break. This place has more alarms than a Swedish bank. He’s constantly complaining about no place to hide, and nothing to do.
I must admit it’s a little spacey here, but yesterday the servants got us a new roller-ball toy. Bucks could use it of course, but it’s beneath his dignity. Girl stuff he says. Whatever.
And as you can see in the photo above, the houseman is building us a condo.