WRONG, WRONG, WRONG

How WRONG can you be? That lovely wooden hut lying on the floor in front of our cage is NOT OURS!!! It's bleedin' 'Arry's. Can you believe it! What's Harry got that we four girls have not? I'm also starting to worry about what she's feeding him. We're all fast asleep, or at least pretending to be, while Harry's munching away like a mad dog.