HELLO! My name is CHICKIE!
I’m really really really a big girl now, ’cause I don’t hab stitches in my belly and I don’t hafta wear that stupid cone around my neck.
I went right back to work, helping Poppy wif the play puzzle he’s putting up on the stairs. He plays like he doesn’t want Tipper and me to go up and down the stairs, so he puts these doors up and tries to keep dem closed. We poke around on ’em until we figure out how to open ’em enough to get froo a crack.
It’s so fun!
I like to help.
When I not helping, I playing wif my fabritt toy–ChickieTail!
Or I wrassle wif my brudder, Tipper.
Mommy tut-tutted at me acozz I bited a li’l tiny chunk out of his jaw, but we were only jus’ playin’! I didn’t mean to! Tipper wasn’t mad, and it didn’t eben bleed. It’s all well, now, anyway.
Oh! And my sister, #4 Daughter, took dis picture of me, and Mommy found dis picture of Tipper! You can see we are real brudder and sister, eben dough we hab different cat mommies and cat daddies.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: Do you like to solve puzzles? Does your hooman ebber gib you any?