Katya Graymalkin here.
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?
KG
Katherine James
March 15, 2014 at 2:57pmI love your cats eyes. They seem to drip with dismissive annoyance; “another photo, really? *sigh*. Fine then”. 😉
Marian Allen
March 16, 2014 at 11:08amLOL! You’ve got her number, all right! 😀
Chris Graham
March 15, 2014 at 2:42pmPoor Katya – when she deigns to come back give her a severe sulking at and ignore her until mealtime 🙂
Marian Allen
March 16, 2014 at 11:07amDammit, Chris, that’s exactly what she’s doing!!! lol
Jane
March 15, 2014 at 9:45amHail, Katya!
All your friends are here to keep you company. Sorry, no toys. But as you undoubtedly know, almost anything can be a toy.
For instnace: A Charlie!
😉
Marian Allen
March 16, 2014 at 11:07amKatya’s favorite way of playing with Charlie is scratching any of his shoes she can find lying around loose until he jumps up and cusses at her.