Two nights ago, one of the Guardians slipped on our basement staircase and he had to take a trip to the human Bad Place. I overheard the Guardians talking when they got back, and it sounded like My clumsy guardian was going to be OK. I guess he had all kinds of radumographs taken at the Bad Place and nothing was broken. Still, he looked pretty sore.
I was telling Brothers Henry and Oliver about what had happened, and I was shaking My head in amazement at how clumsy humans can be. Then, Brother Oliver reminded Me that I had once slid all the way down that same staircase backward. Brother Henry joined in, saying that he remembered it too. I admit, they were right, but I had tried to forget that incident. Remembering it gave Me much more sympathy for the Guardian, so when he stayed home all day yesterday I snuggled up to him on the couch. I think it helped him feel better.
So Sayeth Otis