Valet Parking

I heard a little "tweet, tweet, tweet" coming from the chimney a few weeks ago and it made me think "uh, uh, oh!" If you remember this, you'll understand why.

So I walked over, opened the screen to the fireplace, and stuck my head in to see if the flu was closed. It was, no worries.

A few days passed and as I was walking through the living room one morning I saw a little boy perched on the hearth.

What could he be up to?

Why he's playing "parking garage"...

and he's open for business!

Tips accepted.