Hi, there! I’m Tipper Allen, and guess what? I got bored because Chickie couldn’t play, and I went on an ambenture!
Poppa opened the back door, and I ran out. I wouldn’t let him catch me. I hopped off the porch and hid under it.
Under-the-porch smells like all kindsa cat animals: cat cats, possum cats, raccoon cats, turtle cats, and a little bit like skunk cats. Momma was at a meeting or somefing, so I got to play and sniff for a long time.
Then Momma came home and called and called. When Momma calls me, I can ignore her for a little bit, but I end up haffin’ to come to her. I don’t know why, I just do.
O’ course, I couldn’t just come in, but I stayed still so she could pick me up and bring me in.
And where was Chickie? On Poppa’s lap, trying to look cute.
She got her cone off yesterday, and we played until she wore herself out. I’m glad to have my sister back!
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: Do you come when your hooman calls?
TA
acflory
December 9, 2018 at 3:53pm-grin- This is like reading about the adventures of Catman and Wobin. You brighten my day, Tipper. š
Marian Allen
December 10, 2018 at 9:00amCatman and Wobin?? Do tell!
acflory
December 10, 2018 at 6:18pm-cough- sorry, couldn’t resist. I used to love the old TV version that was hammed up the wazoo. Tipper and Chickie are little comedians, or perhaps their Momma is…;)
Marian Allen
December 11, 2018 at 2:03pmš
joey
December 8, 2018 at 5:53pmMy goodness, what an ambenture! I imagine under the porch is fabulous for sniffin. I’m glad Chickie got her cone off, although, she did look good in it. Good and safe.
Cletus gets out now and again, and he does eventually come to us. It seems a waste of time for us, but I reckon it spices up his days. Sadie got out Wednesday night, must have had a right good time. Now we need to find the hole and repair it. SIGH. Not good weather for fence mendin. She does not come when she’s called. She comes back when she feels like it.
Marian Allen
December 9, 2018 at 8:35amOh, naughty Sadie! It scares me when a cat gets out, because there are dogs and coyotes and feral cats and huge hawks out and about. At least Tipper has enough sense to hide out close to the house and confine his splorin to sniffs.
Dan Antion
December 8, 2018 at 9:55amOh Tipper!!!
Marian Allen
December 8, 2018 at 10:45amI know! What a bad one!