Katya Graymalkin here. Mom is still playing at Fandom Fest, so I didn’t see why I should do any work. I decided to invite some of Mom’s online friends to come post for me, but three things went wrong:
- They’re birds.
- They came before Mom left.
- THEY’RE BIRDS.
Still, one of them typed my post for me today (using — what else? — the “hunt and peck” method), so I suppose it turned out all right. Many thanks to Jo Robinson of africolonial stories for sending her Feathered Horde to visit.
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When our mom told us we’d been invited to Katya’s house for Caturday we were confused. What’s this Caturday? And what’s so cool about cats that they have their own day? When’s our day? Well! We don’t mind about being rude. We’re BIRDS. So we said NO. We have things to do… Stuff… Can’t be bothered about famous online cats. Hmphft! Then our mom said that Jelly had a whole story written just because of him. Now he’s even more pleased with himself than usual, and being all extra cute for the humans. Button mentioned that we’d probably get snacks too. We like snacks. So we said we’d go. Just because of Katya, you see, we’ve never met a real live cat before. Hope she’s not a scared of us.
Where do these cats go to the toilet? We like going to the loo, and rush there as fast as we can when we feel something coming on. Mom makes loud noises and wipes it off quickly so that it doesn’t get away. That means she likes it. So we hopped on, and all showed Katya what the actual toilet was, but she looked doubtful and we think that she only said that she might give it a try when her mom’s out to be polite. She said she normally has another loo, and didn’t think her mom would like what we did. She couldn’t have been more wrong! Her mom loved what we did. She did another big happy dance, then wiped it off just as fast as she could.
We like Katya. She said she wondered what we’d taste like. We said she could have a try but we wanted to see what she tasted like first. She looked keen, and said fine, but when I munched down on her tail with my trusty parrot beak, she yelled for her mom and started a game of hide and seek. We were just about to go find her, when her mom did another happy dance, and it was time to go home. We hope we get invited back again. She tastes really nice. We think we might have Thbirdsday now, and have her come around here too.
Thanks for having us Katya’s mom. X
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And thanks for doing my post. Come again any time! I like that dance Mom did.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: An animal of another sort comes to visit and wreaks havoc.