Yesterday they made me stay in my crate while all kinds of people stomped around above my head. Shingles came flying down from all over. Hammering, stomping....it was a nightmare.
And I hear they're all coming back to continue.
Mommy says they're fixing the roof. Apparently it's NOT supposed to rain inside houses, and Mommy and Daddy are tired of putting up with it so they are doing something called reshingling.
I don't like it.
Take care all,
Rudy, who wants a hardhat even though he's in his crate.
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