Heart of the City by Steenz for September 30, 2013

When we first adopted Charlie Brown, we separated him from Lucy by putting him in the upstairs bathroom. That lasted about 3 days; we kept seeing him in the hallway and kept blaming each other for leaving the door open. Then we looked at each other, put him back in the bathroom and shut the door, which had a lever type door handle. Sure enough, a moment later the door opened. The little stinker figured out how to jump on the sink and push the handle…