Oh well! Dorothy must be out for a walk. So let us now go look for Plum, who must, like many a cat before him, be sunning himself merrily in a windowsill!
But wait, who is this? Harken!
Why, it appears to be a bulldogge on a window sill, and she seems to be having words with us!
What is going on, Dorothy?
Why, if dogs are allowed on sills, then the apartment becomes a free for all, and we might even find something like a cat in a sink.