You stand, tail twitching behind you, not the least bit bothered by the fact that you are completely naked and the only real covering you body is the red, white and black fur.
Thinking that maybe there is a telephone in the mansion, you start to move toward the large house.
It is amazing; your body has so many fluid movements, that is doesn't take you long before you reach the building. Staring up at it, you notice that there is easily seven floors to this building and that a overhead view would probably review that it was big enough to have it's own postal code.
Shrugging, you enter the house. Immediately you sneeze; not from being cold, but from the amount of dust still in the air. Hopes sinking, you realize that nobody had probably lived her in years.
"Maybe I get lucky," you think to yourself as you notice that the furnishing are still present.
"Besides, I am kinda hungry and it stands to reason that there might be a kitchen." You think, looking around the grand hall, noting the staircase up and the location of at least seven doors.