Slumbering before the Inspection.

Well, the magnificent purple velvet divan in the Powder Room is a haven for my weary wings after coasting over all those aurora borey whatsits to get here! The glittering chandelier with tomatoes draping around it is casting a rosy glow over the sleeping area. Something (??) seems to be sleeping underneath the divan tho! And surely that is not mice mutterings in the walls. Somebody thoughtfully left out a bowl of snacks beside the shell-shaped scalloped washbasin. At least they looked like appetizing dainty rosebuds. I have been blowing bubbles ever since, and the atmosphere in here is quiet ambient. Oh well, I must get some beauty sleep - if I can figure out how to turn off the music console. Or at least change it from
"Here comes the galloping major" to something a little more condusive to slumber. Oh my, I think I turned off the heating system, the music console is hissing like snakes. At least the mice have stopped muttering. Oh - here's another button, pressed that - absolute quiet, and total pitch black darkness. Thankfully I am in sleep mode myself. Not so dark, when I discovered my sleep mask had fallen down when I pressed the switch. Night to all.
whitegoose