Where there's smoke

And so the woman brought in big thick and thin sticks of wood. I smelled them and they made me excited. I think I smell birds on them and squirrels. My sister, Penny, went nuts. She tried to climb up one that was leaning and it rolled. Then when the woman was starting the fire in the fire place, the kitty tried to get in and the woman kept saying get back. I am a big girl and know not to play with fire. Then, smoke started rolling out of the fireplace and the woman moved the logs so the fire would go out and then the smoke was making her cough and I was scared for her and then she got our carrier and then she put us in and then she took us to the car and then she went back and opened all the windows and then I was afraid she wasn’t coming back and that the smoke would eat her and I couldn’t see and Penny was crying and I was trying to make her stop and then I hear the woman and she is in the car and turns the carrier around and she is breathing hard and loud and she uses her white breathing thing and says, what the fuck. So, we sat in the car and she let us out of our carrier and we sat on the dashboard so we could see and waited for hours. She called the man and said she smoked the house all up and that the fire alarms were going crazy and she couldn’t breathe and was trying to get the girls in their carrier to get them outside. She kept saying we’re fine. I’m fine. Don’t come home. Then, she read, we played, and finally she put us back in our carrier and we went back inside. That was our late afternoon and evening. The house still smells like burned oak, but there is no smoke.