Hi, there! I’m Tipper Allen, and guess what? Momma says since I’m always on patrol anyway, I can be the Guard Cat and guard the house against viruses!
I asked what kind of viruses, and it sounded like she said macaroni. But that can’t be right, ’cause Momma and Poppa like macaroni. But I heard them say this bad macaroni came from bats. Or maybe it came from fleas on bats, I don’t know. But I think Momma and Poppa eat macaroni and fleas, but Momma cooks it in the oven, so maybe it’s wild, raw macaroni and fleas that’s bad.
But anyway, I’m guarding the house.
Even when I’m resting, I rest so I can look out the window.
Momma made this picture of me in a special, tough-guy hat.
She said I look like Bruno Mars, whoever that is, and she started singing, “Cat. Will. FunkYouUp! CatWillFunkYouUp!” It made her happy, so that made me happy, too.
She asked me to share this video with you, and I’ll do anything to make Momma smile these days. I hope you like it as much as she did.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: Do you do stuff to make your hooman happy?