A baking day
I feel somebody is baking sweet bread, cardamom bread, with yeast. It smells so good, like home. I am at home, this is my home! It has just been done the dough, so I will have to wait for ready bread for about two hours. That time will be spentd outside the house catching mice which I will bring for my Mum or for the lady of the house and for my Dad (human). Cardamom bread, "pullapitkoja" in Finnish Can you imagine, that my mum can burn the cardamom bread? I hope she does not do it this time.