A building site does have a strange attraction, doesn’t it! There is so much to see and do. No matter how often I tell the Dedes they shouldn’t go there, they just can’t stay away.
This morning they kept their voices down so they wouldn’t alert me to their whereabouts, but of course I could make out the pitter patter of their feet in the old living room. When I opened the door a fraction to check out what they were doing now, I heard the ca-lonk, ca-lonk of the cat flap opening and closing and saw them all escaping onto the deck. Only fat little Pig, the last one, got caught in it.
Pig’s mate Professor was very distressed about the accident and tried to pull from the other side. It must have hurt a bit, as Pig was squeaking and squealing. I’m pretty sure the entire neighbourhood thought we were preparing it for our Sunday roast. My biggest worry was that the noise would attract Nosy Neighbour’s attention and he would come over. I couldn’t have coped with him on a Sunday morning, so I quickly helped Pig out. But I was certainly not impressed that they had ignored my warnings yet again.
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How does reverse psychology work with these Dedes?
I don’t know. It is a good hint, I should give it a go. :)
Naughty little puppets aren’t they ?
They are indeed.