There is a set of French doors leading into the inner room, leaving the area wide open and vulnerable to intruders. It's important to post myself very strategically, like so:
See? No one can get in or out without me knowing about it! It's perfect!
I did have a really, really strange dream in there one day, though. I was hard at work when ... well ... I felt like someone or someTHING was looking at me!
|"Well, well! What do we have here?!?"|
|"I've never met her, have I, Zim's mom?"|
|"Hey! Hey, new Siberian!"|
I heard my mom talking to someone, mentioning that I like to de-stuff stuffies, then sensed rather than saw sudden motion, like someone quickly fleeing the scene. Almost ... scurrying away like a rat! I came to immediately and made a thorough search of the Studio. I even checked out the windows.
|"What a strange, strange dream!|
I might have to lay off the salmon Zuke's before I stand Guard Duty!"
I wasn't sure what that was all about. But I did feel the need to do a little de-stuffing!
|"Showing my skills, just in case!"|
I also had Mom shut the doors to the Studio as an added safety precaution!
That's what it's like to guard the inner Studio. My duties also involve modeling Mom's bags. I'll show you what she's been up to soon. In the meantime, I think I need to check around that room one more time!
Editor's note: Today's blog post guest star was none other than Roger the Rat!