So there's this thing called "static electricity," which apparently happens a lot when the air is dryer than normal. Ever since we got to this new place, half the time I rub up against the humans, I get a little shock. It usually doesn't bother me too much, especially since they're careful when petting me. It just makes a weird crackling noise. It even happens sometimes when I'm on the fuzzy blanket on the bed! Who knew?
Anyway, this mini-house has great windows. They're really tall, so I can see all the way down to the ground (we're high up on the second floor) and pretty far out into the distance, where the ground tilts up into the sky to make these triangular peaks called "mountains." And it must be pretty windy outside, because the trees are always moving around. It's fun to watch, but it's sunny in the window too, so I get pretty sleepy and doze off quite a bit.
The humans seem very excited about whatever they're doing outside. Today they came back with this reddish-orange dust all over their clothes. It didn't smell very interesting, but I guess it came from some old buildings which they thought were super awesome. I wanted to hear more about the tiny lizards they saw running around, but since I'm stuck indoors, I guess I'll just continue breaking rubber bands and playing with them. They're elastic! Or elastics, I guess, if you're British.