Tipper Turns Two #Caturday

Hi, there! I’m Tipper Allen, and guess what? I had a birfday! I turned two human years old! Momma says that would make me 24 in hooman years, but I’ll always be her baby.

I don’t feel like a 24-year-old hooman. Momma and Poppa’s Oldest Grandson is about that old, and he doesn’t jump on the furniture and grab Momma’s ankles when she goes past him.

Momma boughted me a new scratching pad for my birfday, but I don’t like it. Scratching pads are dumb. Wif all the furniture all over the house, why do I need a scratching pad? But she puts catnip on it to try to get me to use it, and I like catnip.

Dis my faborite toy right now. Momma calls him Wormy. #3 Daughter gibbed him to me and I love him so much!

So Momma frew away the spring, just ’cause I scratched my nose on it. And she was like, “You’ll break off a piece and swallow it, and then what?” I wanted to find out, but she wouldn’t let me.

But I still had a good birfday.

The end.

A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: Write about your faborite toy.


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I was born in Louisville, Kentucky, but now live in the woods in southern Indiana. Though I only write fiction, I love to read non-fiction. The more I learn about this world, the more fantastic I see it is.

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