Pipsqueak Alert

I assumed I would be having a pleasant Easter by myself under my favorite guest bed. Little did I know, because I had no warning at all, Mama had invited some guests to come and stay. I do not appreciate the fact that I was not consulted. I might have overlooked the insult, but the problems started right away. Mama gave away my favorite bedroom to her sister and to a small screaming blonde child! The little thing kept giggling whenever she saw one of us and chased after us to catch us and pull on our tails. I couldn't believe it. And worse yet, Mama gave away her other bedroom to her parents. That meant that all of us plus Mama had to sleep in the living room!

That was not satisfactory. By now I have a very nice home on 8th Street where no children come to visit. Maybe I'll return to the Pink House... but on the other hand, maybe I won't!

--Phantom