Hi, there! I’m Tipper Allen, and guess what? It snowed here last week and I snuck out!
Momma went out to take a picture, and I pushed the door open and got out and wouldn’t come when she called.
I hopped up next to the wheelbarrow.
Then I went over by the ladder.
Momma said, “Have fun,” and went back in the house. I got under the porch, where I always go. When she came back out to look for me, I meowed up close to the house, but she said she wouldn’t take the boards up so I could come straight in. She never takes the boards up for me!
Chickie: Don’t go out.
But it’s fun!
Chickie: Is there a food bowl out there? No. Is there a litterbox out there? No. Are there toys out there? No.
Chickie: Inna snow? No. Plus, if you go unnerda porch, you gotta come alla way back out and over to the door. ‘Cause Mommy won’t pull up the porch boards for anybody!
ANYWAY, I finally came up. I had to stop and look around one last time and pretend I was going to run away again.
But I was really, sekrickly glad to be inside.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: Do you like the snow?