Mom is gone again, to Madison, Indiana, this time, to the annual Authors Fair. I can’t believe she left me again! I feel like somebody in that movie she likes so much, Casablanca: I wait … and wait … and wait.
Oh, well, maybe she’ll bring me a cat toy to ignore.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: Do you play with toys? Why or why not? Do you play with toys when your human isn’t watching?