Dutchy gasping as he tries to explain to me what he thinks he knows about American football, and the sound of the door slamming as I exit the room!
My words echoing in my ears as they bounce of the walls of an empty room.
The sound of a storm brewing!
Stormy sneezing - (suffering from hay fever - darn those flowers - who put them there - she'll be so mad at them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Mismi's claws scratching........
The door closing as everybody leaves me with the check
Biscuit howling he can never be a father
