And so Doll Splinter, having decided to go home, sits very still and waits because dolls cannot just come and go as they please. They must look for an opportunity to present itself in the form of a pocket to hide in or a shoe to ride upon.If you recall, she arrived here in a pocket. but now, with the owner of the big house away, and her exploring over, nothing much is happening. There is an indigo black cat of monumental proportions roaming about and sometimes Doll Splinter wonders what the Spindly Cat would think of it and sometimes she wonders if she should hop on it’s back and see where it takes her.
But she doesn’t do that. Instead she sits outside on the roof terrace, biding her time.