A Trip To The Wine Cellar

Today Grandma went to a place that is strictly off limits to me and Guy (and that baby)--the wine cellar. It's not really a cellar but a little closet were Mike keeps his bottles of wine. Guy said the reason we can't go is we might break the bottles and then Mike would not be happy. Anyway I kind of peeked in when Grandma was in there (she forgot to shut the door--a big no no). It was just a bunch of bottles and some of them even had dust on them and it was a little cold in there. Don't get it, Mike. If it was a closet with lots of mousie toys and catnip it would make much more sense.