Crying

The mumster worked late tonight.  When she got home she heard me crying in the bedroom.  Crying you ask?  What was wrong?  Well you see - when I get stressed I jump up and usually hide under the quilts.  Somehow tonight I got up under the duvet cover and got stuck at the top of the bed, unable to get out.  Mum does wonder how many hours I had been stuck there.  I was glad to get out and get my feast eaten.