The Day I Hid

Some visitors came. They were loud. There were many shoes.

One small visitor ran at me. I know she wanted to say hello. It was too fast.

So I went under the bed. It is dark there. Nobody can reach me. That is the point.

The small visitor looked under the bed. She did not reach in. She did not pull me. She sat down and talked quietly.

I thought about it for a long time. I am very busy under the bed.

Then I came out, because I wanted to. She held out her hand and I sniffed it. That is how you make a friend.