HELLO! My name is CHICKIE!
Mommy and Poppy got a new little baby couch, because the regular one is too big since Poppy builded a wall across part of the tv-watching room. They put the pieces up high where I can’t make them mine yet. They put the stuff they call “packing” down for me to play with.
I liked it.
Tipper liked it, too, but he tried to eat it! So Poppy took it away. Gee, thanks, Tipper!
Tipper: It tasted weird, but I liked the way it squeaked against my teef. I didn’t eat it, I chewed on it.
Whatever. Poppy still took it away. Boo!
I played with it a lot before that, though, and I took a nap. My foot stayed awake, though.
Just so Poppy wouldn’t think I was mad at him for taking away the packing, I took a nap with him, too.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: Do you ever get to play with packing?