They tried to tie me up with a yo-yo this morning while I slept. Luckily string and the knots of a four-year-old are no match for me.
They systematically set up the entire obstical course I made them put away last night. I've got a scrape and two stubbed toes. They can smell the blood, and know I am weak.
The dogs looked at me with pitty when I fed them this morning. I think they may know what's going on, but they aren't talking either.
I found the cordless phone unplugged last night, and the battery dead. Was this an accident, or part of their plan?