Tuesday, 9th, Day 18:

There is something puzzling about that thing near our home... I think it's a closet. It's SMALL like a closet... but it's empty.

Unless people are standing in it.

It's a MAGICAL closet though...

No, *really*!!

See- sometimes, when we go out to the car, we go out the door and into the closet. It has magical *doors* too- the automatic kind that open on command somehow- I don't know the command. But they open- wooosh... and we go stand inside. (I have to sit down like a good girl.) Then the doors close.

This is when the magic happens.

Secretly.

When I'm drooling because it makes my tummy feel funny...

The doors open again- WOOOSH....

And the hallway has CHANGED!

It creeeps me out.

So tonight, we went inside, using the magic closet- I saw a neighbor in the hallway, and I said HI! and She said Hi! ...then Pa, and Dad, and me, we got inside while she waves from the hall.

The doors closed.

The doors opened.

AND THE LADY WAS GONE!!!

Oh my gawd. That thing gives me the willies. I'm glad *our* door was where it was supposed to be!

Whew!

Trips to go buy more cookies at the pet store can be perilous!

Big Bertha