Hi! My name is Stewart. You may be familiar with me from previous blogs, but this is my first time wandering over to this here cleverly named site. What a name! They tell me my dad came up with it, but it couldn't a been him. He's not that smart as he's always yelling at me, and I don't have the first clue what he's yelling at me for. Anyways, I've got a love/hate relationship with my new house. I love all the new smells, and it has all the paint chips/dirt one can eat. It's like a Golden Corral! I hear there is a backyard but I can't get to it yet because something is going on in the house that they won't let me see. Strange men show up at all hours and start hammering away, making all kinds a noise. Wonder what is going on? They've got it blocked off with chairs and boxes and what not. I even try to get around these blockades by going up the stairs, but then I get all confused and don't know where I am. Stairs! I almost forgot to mention em. They are cool at first but I can't seem to figure em out. I go up, I go down, I go up, I go down, and I can't find where those noises are coming from. I guess my house is kinda like my dad, I love it but can't seem to figure it out.
I'm gonna go now, but if you have any tips on how to catch squirrels, post them in the comments. Thanks.
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