Hi, there! My name is Tipper Allen.
The first day I came here, I decided to show what a good cat I am by saving the family from a ladybug! I spotted it flying around where Poppa takes naps.
I snucketed up on it.
It flewed around.
And flewed around.
And landed in the lamp.
Momma wouldn’t let me jump up and try to get it out. But it flewed out and landed on the floor and I got it! It tasted nasty. I like the Red Dot better.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: Would you rather play with bugs or with the Red Dot?
TA
Dan
February 25, 2017 at 7:08amAw who’s an Intrepid hunter? Next time your mom can sautée the lady bud in some tuna juice. Maybe melt some cheese on it.
Marian Allen
February 26, 2017 at 10:19amTipper says that doesn’t sound half bad!
Jane
February 25, 2017 at 8:11amWonderful pix!
Goober’s pretty good at chasing bugs around, usually flies. They get in when the door’s open too long. Or maybe they just wait there to dart in?
Marian Allen
February 26, 2017 at 10:19amThey come in to play with Goober, o’ course!
Joey
February 25, 2017 at 1:08pmHaha! Ladybugs in February — whatta winter, eh?
Cletus will chase anything, including reflections and shadows. Clara prefers the living. Catticus, well, that cat don’t hunt.
Marian Allen
February 26, 2017 at 10:20amDon’t hunt? At all? Not even invisible Martians??
Joey
February 27, 2017 at 11:43amRight. Not a thing. If he happens upon something he should hunt, he cries at it until another animal comes to hunt it.
I think he’s one of those “I’m here to be worshiped” cats.
A.C.Flory
February 25, 2017 at 6:48pmWell done, Tipper! And you look very handsome as you save the family too. 🙂
Marian Allen
February 26, 2017 at 10:21amHe is vewy bwave. 😀
Alicia Butcher Ehrhardt
February 25, 2017 at 7:01pmPoor out of season bug. Chomped. Well, it probably wouldn’t have found food or a mate anyway.
Marian Allen
February 26, 2017 at 10:22amYeah, it came in here trash talkin’ an throwin’ its weight around. It was askin’ fer it.